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two.

When Yan Tang arrived at the police station, the time was just right.

He walked to the front of the police station and showed his ID to the people sitting there. After explaining the reason, a policewoman in her early 30s stood up and waved to him.

"This kid has been living in the bureau for a week," the policewoman said while leading Yan Tang to the second floor, "I originally wanted him to go back to the house left by his parents, but he turned out to be a bit mentally ill. The problem is that I can’t take care of myself at all—fortunately, there is a young girl among us who is worried and went to see it a week or so ago, so she didn’t starve to death.”

The policewoman obviously knew that there was no blood relationship between Yan Tang and his soon-to-be-adopted Ai Bao, not even the most distant distant relatives.

"This child doesn't cry or fuss, it's easy to feed," the policewoman stopped at the door of a room, her expression was a little solemn, with a hint of solemnity.

"I know that Mr. Yan is kind enough to adopt a child who has no blood relationship." She paused, "However, this ugly story must be said first."

"We have to visit here every few months. If we find that Mr. Yan has harmed or abused minors..." The policewoman did not continue, she looked at Yan Tang, her eyes flickered Under the unkind light, the following meaning is naturally obvious.

Yan Tang looked at the policewoman without showing any offended expression.

He didn't explain anything, didn't promise anything, he just replied with no expression, "I know."

The female policeman glanced at Yan Tang again. This kind of warning is actually a kind of routine. Ordinary people are often a little annoyed by their warnings, but this Mr. Yan's attitude is not bad.

The policewoman looked Yan Tang up and down calmly.

This Mr. Yan still looks reliable, and there is no problem if he thinks about it.

So, without saying anything, she turned around and pushed the door open.

"This child's name is Ai Bao," the policewoman half opened the door and took a look inside.

The expression on her face softened slightly, showing a kind of tenderness.

However, when she turned her head to face Yan Tang, her face became cold again, and she said to Yan Tang, "Mr. Yan, just go in and get acquainted with Ai Bao. I will go downstairs and give Mr. Yan the account information." gone."

Yan Tang nodded, not caring about the policewoman's attitude at all. In his opinion, the solemn attitude of the policewoman is quite good.

The female policeman yelled a few times into the door, "Baby, baby, Mr. Yan is here to see you, and you are going home with Mr. Yan today, come out and have a look."

The policewoman's voice was as gentle as water, with a bit of sticky sweetness like maltose. Yantang, a big gay man in his third year, looked sideways at the policewoman when he heard this voice.

It is said that women have thousands of faces, Yan Tang has seen it.

But the policewoman didn't pay attention to Yan Tang's eyes, and called the baby a few more times inside, as if she heard the answer, she nodded towards Yan Tang, and walked downstairs by herself.

Yan Tang walked in the door.

Inside this door is a rather large room, with a large open space in the middle, a bed on the right, a space-saving bunk bed, and a bathroom on the left, Yan Tang walked in and took a look, there were flowers inside sprinkle.

This should have been originally used for overnight stays for the staff on night shift. In order to make room for Ai Bao, some upper and lower bunks should have been moved.

Otherwise, how can there be such a large piece of land in the middle to put the spliced ​​climbing mat?

Yan Tang walked in silently, looked around, and finally found a sitting figure on the climbing mat blocked by a cabinet.

The child's back looks quite thin.

He sat there alone, with his back to Yan Tang, and he didn't even have much reaction when someone came in.

Yan Tang thought that when the police station was in contact with him, he said that the kid didn't care much about others, and he didn't tend to be autistic, but he was very slow in responding and didn't like to talk to others.

Yan Tang thought for a while, and guessed that he had to take the initiative to get to know him.

He looked down at the ground where dark brown and light yellow climbing mats were laid in front of his feet. He could only bend down to take off his shoes resignedly, and stepped on the climbing mat with his dark blue socks, step by step. Approaching in the direction of Aibao.

When Yan Tang moved to the cabinet, Ai Bao, who had been facing away from him, suddenly turned to look at him as if frightened.

Yan Tang was stunned now.

Ai Bao was wearing a thick white sweater, and a few autumn clothes were casually worn under the sweater, but even if he put on a few clothes like this, he didn't look a little bloated, but felt that he was trapped in layers of clothes , getting smaller and smaller.

Yan Tang is now certain that his mother is willing to raise this son who has no blood relationship with him, mostly because he is really good-looking.

Ai Bao's eyes are light brown, not deep at all. He widened his eyes. When he looked at Yan Tang, the two eyeballs were like honey. The sunlight by the window happened to shine on him. It was as if the honey had melted, and the golden strands of sugar turned into jumping golden lights, faintly in his eyes.

I don't know how this child was raised. His skin is as white as the snow outside, with a hint of pink.

Ai Bao has big eyes, long and curled eyelashes, a small red mouth, and a head of curly hair sticking to his ears. He looks harmless to humans and animals, like a sheep.

Yan Tang turned his head and coughed in embarrassment.

This time, the four eyes met, no one spoke, you looked at me, I looked at you, somewhat awkward.

And Ai Bao was still sitting on the ground, he blinked his big eyes, his eyes moved with Yan Tang's movement.

Yan Tang turned his head to the right and coughed, and Ai Bao turned his small head to the right as well. Yan Tang turned his head to Zuo, groaning and holding back his words while looking out the window, and Ai Bao also looked to the left.

Ai Bao's big eyes fluttered, and he kept staring at Yan Tang, seemingly full of curiosity.

Yan Tang has never met such a well-behaved child since he was a child. The people who deal with him on a daily basis are clients, subordinates, friends with benefits and some brothers and friends. He has no experience with children at all.

After a while, Yan Tang could only speak tentatively, "Is that Ai Bao? I'm Yan Tang."

Ai Bao looked at Yan Tang and said nothing.

But he seemed to understand his name, and stared straight at Yan Tang's eyes, his almond eyes were shining.

After the first sentence is spoken, the rest will be much simpler.

Yan Tang sat down on his knees and faced Ai Bao, "I will be your guardian next, and I will raise you for free until you reach adulthood. After you become an adult, I will see if you need to continue to work according to whether you have the ability to live independently. Take over your custody."

Ai Bao listened and turned to face Yan Tang.

He was wearing thick cotton trousers, which made his movements somewhat inconvenient.

Yan Tang watched him turn around and when he was struggling to move his legs in cotton trousers, he wanted to help him.

But they are not familiar with them now, Yan Tang can only wait for Ai Bao to slowly move over like a silkworm baby.

It wasn't until Ai Bao turned around and sat down that Yan Tang realized that Ai Bao was holding a ball with Pleasant Goat and Big Big Wolf in his hand.

The print on the ball has peeled off a bit.

The Pleasant Goats are all bald, and the Big Big Wolf has no tail.

But Aibao still held it with both hands, looking quite precious.

He still stared at Yan Tang, but didn't speak.

Yan Tang continued, "You live with me, but I am usually very busy. I will hire you a nanny to take care of your daily life and meals. If you have any other needs, you can tell me directly. In Within reason, I can satisfy you."

Yan Tang is considered a successful young man, and he really doesn't mind raising one more person.

Ai Bao inherited two houses and hundreds of thousands of properties from his father, and he had no intention of touching these things at all.

And Ai Bao still stared at him silently, holding his ball with both hands.

Yan Tang also looked at Ai Bao, he wondered if he spoke too fast just now, so Ai Bao didn't react?

When the police station contacted him, they said that Aibao was only mentally retarded, and that there was no such thing as not being able to understand what others were saying.

So Yan Tang was going to say it again, this time slowing down a bit.

And just when Yan Tang was about to speak, Ai Bao suddenly spoke.

"Hello, my name is Aibao."

Ai Bao looked at Yan Tang, blinked and handed out the ball in his hand.

"Would you like to play ball?" he asked.

Ai Bao spoke in a soft voice, with some milkiness.

Yan Tang paused, he looked at Ai Bao speechlessly.

Ai Bao was looking at him expectantly, and had already handed out the ball with both hands.

"Thank you." Yan Tang could only reach out and take the painted Pleasant Goat and Big Big Wolf ball.

He looked at the ball in his hand expressionlessly, and finally understood what the police station said that Ai Bao was unresponsive.

Yan Tang looked down at the little curly hair again, tilted his head to look at his child, and thought to himself, what kind of sheep is this reaction speed.

It's more like a sloth.

And Ai Bao felt some headache from his new friend's eyes, and tilted his head for some unknown reason, blinking his eyes at Yan Tang.