ID number 019

The drink in Chen Yang's hand fell to the ground, and he mechanically bent down to pick it up.

The heavy bomb thrown by Ding Huichun turned Chen Yang's world upside down. Chao Jian was not the only criminal, there was another one.

This shocking news came without warning, and it seemed that the thread had been buried long ago.Chao Jian didn't go to the hospital, but came to Xiaopo Clinic to look for Ding Huichun. Ding Huichun knew that Chao Jian's left leg problem was caused by psychological reasons. The incense...

So this is foreshadowed, not just popped out of nowhere.Ding Huichun and Chao Jian are colleagues, black household colleagues.

There are two black households, there are already two, there should be a third one, right?What is the relationship between the tasker and the black household?Chen Yang was a little dizzy, he grabbed the drink bottle, his mind was so crowded that it was about to explode.

Ding Huichun got up to light the incense, and the match was "squeaked" to polish it.

Wisps of blue smoke drifted out from the censer with blue-faced fangs, piercing into Chen Yang's breath, and the restless voice in his mind gradually weakened.After calming down a little, Chen Yang propped his legs and looked at the tall and thin woman with her back to him: "Then what's your relationship with Chao Jian?"

Ding Huichun extinguished the match and threw it into the trash can: "He saved me."

Chen Yang was stunned on the spot, would Chao Jian save someone?

"Don't be jealous," Ding Huichun said with more interest in his tone, "I'm not the only one he saved."

Chen Yang was not jealous, he was just shocked, before he could react, Ding Huichun said: "Chao Jian is not born with a personality disorder."

At that moment, Chen Yang squeezed the drink bottle tightly, but he let it go slowly: "What was the previous Chaojian like?"

Ding Huichun turned around: "Want to know?"

Chen Yang smiled at her.

It was almost eight o'clock, the moon was thin, and the dirty wild cat showed up in front of the small clinic, licked its paws and continued to look for food.

The house was silent.

"The former Chaojian..." Ding Huichun leaned on the table and stroked the long pipe. The dry river of memory in her eyes began to loosen, and the water began to flow. Many floating bottles of memory floated on the water. One of them Picked up by her.

Chen Yang crossed his hands to hold the drink bottle, fixedly looking at Ding Huichun's half-opened white lips, he didn't know what he wanted to hear, as long as there was the second half of the sentence.

"Cheerful, love to laugh." Ding Huichun opened the drift bottle, saw the four words inside, and read it to Chen Yang.

It was the court slip from before, the court slip without illness, the court slip whose life and soul still belonged to him.

Chen Yang was stunned. The Chao Jian described by Ding Huichun and him were completely two people.

"You..." Chen Yang said hoarsely, "Can you say a little more?"

Ding Huichun apologized, "Limited."

Chen Yang pursed his lips in understanding, he turned the bottle cap and drank a few mouthfuls of jasmine tea, the sweet and astringent taste exploded in his mouth wrapped in ice cold.

Ding Huichun has been paying attention to the changes in Chen Yang's mood. During the whole process, his ups and downs were not great. Most people would find it hard to control himself, but he didn't.

But he is sad.This leaked from the watery light in the corner of his eye.He also wanted to know more, but he didn't make unreasonable troubles and was hysterical. He even forced her, an insider, under the guise of pleading.

Ding Huichun took a puff of his pipe. Everyone expresses their emotions in different ways, some are intense and hot, while others are restrained and light.What kind of person you choose to be your companion in the world of mortals is what kind of emotional way you choose.

So what happened to Chen Yang now, it was Chao Jian's willingness, and it was his private property.

Of course, Ding Huichun was not familiar with Chen Yang, she didn't know what kind of temperament he was at the beginning, maybe the reason why he was like this was because Chao Jian was simmering slowly, which made him accept everything now.Even if the world collapses before his eyes.

The bystanders have nothing to comment on, and Ding Huichun will not feel sorry for Chao Jian, thinking that he has walked this road for a long time, and it is very tiring, and it is not worth the effort.How could it not be worth it? It wouldn't be worth it. He pulled Chen Yang out of the sea of ​​suffering in hell, and Chen Yang would be able to bring him to shore.They redeem each other.

only……

The end of long planning and waiting is not necessarily a good one.All success or failure rests with Chen Yang, this is the last chance.

The last step came at the most suitable time, Chen Yang was well prepared, and he and Chao Jian would have a bright future.On the contrary, there is no future.

Ding Huichun brushed his dry and rough hair: "You have to understand that it is extremely difficult to completely heal personality disorders. It can only be relieved and restrained. Even if Chao Jian controls the disease, she will not be able to return to the past."

Chen Yang pressed his eyes heavily, and shook his head awkwardly, it's okay, it's him anyway.

The smell of smoke in the air was getting stronger, Chen Yang adjusted his mood and looked at Ding Huichun, he felt that every time she smoked a pipe, it was like a desperado's pause.

"Chao Jian knows that I am looking for you, so you are allowed to reveal something to me." Chen Yang's mind was spinning, "Is there anything else he wants you to tell me?"

Chen Yang thought about Chao Jian's handling style: "Or he wants you to bind me temporarily?"

Ding Huichun said: "A black household can only bind one tasker."

Chen Yang frowned, she has someone to bind, who could it be?There is no trace of anyone else's life in the small clinic.

"No," Ding Huichun raised her head slightly and exhaled a puff of smoke. Her pale, almost transparent neck was elongated, like a dying swan, and she said, "I'm still looking."

From these few words, Chen Yang heard a sad story. Ding Huichun had someone he wanted to find, but he couldn't find him. The hope was slim, but she would not give up.

"How did the black household form?" Chen Yang asked, "What conditions are needed?"

Ding Huichun glanced at the edge of the table with the pipe in his hand, can this firewood be added?It's better not to add it, let Chaojian do it by himself.

"Man-made." Ding Huichun gave an ambiguous answer.

Chen Yang asked again: "What about the conditions?"

"Human wages." Ding Huichun pointed out the two words in the previous answer.

Chen Yang: "..." He knew that this question could only be temporarily put aside, and he would tell him when Chao Jian came back.

Regarding the understanding of black households, Chen Yang realized that he was wrong when he came here. He always thought that Chao Jian had entered the mission world and found out that he had no ID number, and only then did he know that he was a black household.

It turned out that Chao Jian was bound to him as a black household from the beginning, and went through missions with him one by one.

The order is reversed.

Chen Yang gnawed at the corner of his mouth, but if it was in this order, there would be a problem.Chao Jian's attitude towards him is not static. The early stage of the first mission is different from the middle and late stage, and it will be a little different during the second mission. After that, he doesn't care about it. When he finds out, Chao Jian keeps an eye on him. It has grown to be sick.

Therefore, Chen Yang was sure that Chao Jian regarded him as a special existence at the beginning, and only accepted his approach and physical contact, but he was not overly paranoid.Chao Jian's feelings for him have undergone a transformation process.

So why did Chaojian choose him in the first place?unconscious?

Chen Yang's heartbeat quickened, and a thought grew wildly in the depths of his mind, making it impossible for him to ignore and escape.Behind Chao Jian's voluntary binding is the truth that makes him sad. The first time he met Chao Jian was not on the roadside late at night, but earlier, he forgot.

Fate made him pitiful and hateful, he really forgot Chao Jian.

And I don't even think about it now!

This may be why Chao Jian resents him.

The story of two people, only one person remembers, what is this...

Chen Yang put the empty drink bottle aside, covered his face with his two cool hands and kept that posture still. He actually thought of a lot, but he was worried about his threshold and suppressed it with all his strength, not daring to go any further.Can't destroy Chao Jian's plan, he has been preparing for so long.

"Then I'm leaving." Chen Yang stood up with downcast eyes.

"Wait." Ding Huichun turned and went upstairs, and when he came down, he had an extra bag in his hand, which was full of incense.

Chen Yang said, "I still have more."

"Your friend needs it." Ding Huichun said.

Chen Yang was stunned for a moment, Xiang Dong didn't need it, the painter did, he thought of pineapple.

"Thank you." Chen Yang took the bag, and he paused when he opened the curtain, "Miss Ding, is there an end to the road to do the task?"

Ding Huichun sat back on the chair with a tired look on his face: "Of course."

Chen Yang asked: "What is the end?"

"The end of the road is different for everyone, and it is up to you to decide." Ding Huichun said.

Chen Yang returned home with a bag of incense. He took a cold shower and lay down on the bed. He didn't sleep all night.

The phone never rings.Chen Yang lay on the bed until it was broad daylight before getting up. If 03 hadn't been screaming, he could still lie down.

Chen Yang made breakfast for 03, picked up his mobile phone and called Xiangdong: "Do you want to burn the pineapple cake?"

In the hotel room over there in Penang, he looked eastward at his mobile phone. During the call, it wasn’t a dream. He sat up with his upper body bare: “Yes, give it?”

"Here." Chen Yang touched the puppy licking the milk with his foot, "Send me the address, and I'll call a courier to send it."

"Do you dare to send something like a elixir?" Xiang Dong yawned, "I'll go back with Lizi in the afternoon, and I'll take it from you when the time comes."

"Okay." Chen Yang was about to hang up, and stopped him to the east, "What about him?"

"I went back to Germany to see a doctor." Chen Yang said.

Xiangdong said "tsk": "I just said that you are so sluggish, you don't have the usual vigor."

"Cure is not a good thing? If you are with a madman, you will go crazy sooner or later." Xiang Dong chuckled twice, "This is common sense and realistic, understand?"

Chen Yang walked to the living room: "I've been in a long-distance relationship since I left the single. I'm not in a good mood. Don't mess with me."

Xiangdong: "..." I'd better sleep.

There was a knocking sound outside the door, Chen Yang said, "Someone knocked on the door, I'll go and have a look, it's hung up."

"Aren't you awake? Children know that they can't open the door to others casually. They have to ask who they are first." Xiang Dong said contemptuously.

Chen Yang pressed the phone to stop Xiang Dong's father's love, he took a sip of water, went to the entrance and asked who it was.

"Sorry, I just moved here from the opposite door, and I wanted to ask if I could borrow some salt." A male voice came from outside the door.

Hearing the voice, white light flashed through Chen Yang's mind. He opened the door abruptly, twitching the corners of his eyes and following the person at the door. Look at me, I look at you, a large-scale bewildered scene.

"Snapped"

Big strawberry-flavored bubbles clung to Wen Qing's face, and he quickly rolled them into his mouth: "Wait." He took out his phone and looked up the number, and called back to the opposite door, as if he was looking for someone to ask for a favor. statement.

Chen Yang came back to his senses at the sound of closing the door, he went back to the living room to look for his mobile phone, picked it up and put it down again, it was early morning to Jane.

After standing for a while, Chen Yang called Xiang Dong and said straight to the point: "Wen Qing is at the door opposite me."

After a few seconds of silence on the phone, Xiang Dong swears: "Damn, I'm having auditory hallucinations."

Chen Yang said: "He's wearing Doraemon pajamas..."

Xiangdong: "It really is an auditory hallucination."

Chen Yang stopped talking.Xiang Dong cursed: "What the hell are you doing? You give him the phone, and I will talk to him."

"I've entered the house." Chen Yang said, "It seems that he doesn't know that I live opposite him, so he is surprised and surprised."

Xiang Dong was suspicious: "Didn't the king come after you?"

"Of course not." Chen Yang said.Why are you chasing him?He is not a Tang monk.

"Leave it alone." Xiang Dong fell back on the bed.Wen Qing's persecution made him play the death trap for one more round with a broken leg. They never met again after the mission at the train station. Unexpectedly, the other party not only survived, but also became Chen Yang's neighbor. What the fuck is going on?

"It doesn't matter, it's a neighbor now..." Chen Yang said this, the opposite door opened, and Wen Qing looked at him with a smile, as if he had completely accepted their neighbor relationship from the previous reaction.

Wen Qing chewed gum and approached: "Who are you calling?"

Chen Yang glanced at his pajamas: "Xiangdong."

"Oh...he..." Wen Qing elongated his voice with a look of fun, he stood on tiptoe, leaned over to Chen Yang's cell phone to say hello, "Hi, Xianggou, good morning."

On the other end of the phone, Xiang Dong cursed.

"Okay, okay, I know you are very excited to see me, but now I want to catch up with my neighbors, can you understand my mood?" Wen Qing made a embarrassed expression, "I will write down your number , I’ll call you later, we’ll chat slowly then.”

Wen Qing stood on tiptoe and stepped back on the ground, and made a "please" gesture to Chen Yang.

The low-rise commercial buildings in Sanlianqiao are all old buildings, and there are traces and smells of years of cruelty everywhere.However, there is no house where Wenqing lives.

Chen Yang smelled the luxury in the air, and stared at the expensive furniture in front of him without a word. The structure of the opposite door was the same as his house, but it made him feel like he didn't know each other.

Wen Qing circled around Chen Yang: "Although I just realized that I became a part of the game, it doesn't affect my good mood at all."

"What game?" Chen Yang felt dizzy watching him turn around.

"It's not important, it's not important at all. We are neighbors, and that's the most important thing." Wen Qing stopped in front of Chen Yang and clapped her hands, "Today is such an important moment, we must have a sense of ceremony!"

Chen Yang's eyelids twitched: "No need."

The smile on Wen Qing's face disappeared immediately.Chen Yang frowned and looked at him.

The next moment Wen Qing laughed again, and muttered, "No need? How can that work? I can see that you are a person who cares about the sense of ceremony. We are old teammates, why are you still hiding it. "

Chen Yang: "..." Since when did he pay attention to the sense of ritual?Why doesn't he know?

"Ah, I thought of it!" Wen Qing ran into a room.

Chen Yang looked at the house, and he remembered the task at the beach. At that time, Wen Qing was wearing a high-end three-piece suit, like a rich young man who had just attended a celebrity banquet.At that time, Chen Yang knew that he had underestimated Wen Qing's family background, and this brought his perception to a new level.

A series of brisk footsteps approached, Wen Qing came over with two glasses of red wine, and handed one to Chen Yang.

"Let's get to know each other again, hello neighbor, my surname is Shao, Shao Wenqing." Wenqing raised his glass, "Shao is the appealing Shao with an ear."

Chen Yang was taken aback, his surname was not Wen, he clinked the wine glass with Wen Qing, the mellow wine swayed gracefully in the glass.

"But my surname," Wen Qing paused, and said with a smile on his face, "it's usually only used on a few specific occasions, and it doesn't matter at other times."

Chen Yang didn't ask further: "You borrowed salt from me because..."

"I was making breakfast and forgot to buy salt." Wen Qing took a sip of red wine, "Moving to a new house is troublesome, there are too many things, and I haven't finished packing yet."

"Woof!" There was a barking sound from the balcony, and a big black dog bared its teeth at Chen Yang through the glass door to warn and demonstrate.

"Nini, I told you that anyone who can enter our house is my friend. It's very rude of you to do that." Wen Qing made a gesture, and the black dog lay down on the ground.

Chen Yang saw it strangely, and planned to go back to train 03. In order to divert his thoughts about Chao Jian, he would try anything.

"A girl?" Chen Yang asked casually.

"Yes, my five-year-old lady." Wen Qing put the wine glass on the table, "Where's yours?"

"Little one, just over a year old." Just as Chen Yang finished speaking, Wen Qing said enthusiastically, "Come here and play with me."

Chen Yang felt that the dog named Nini looked at him as if he was looking at a rival in love, so he was silent: "...Next time."

Wen Qing was still the same, with a strong desire for performance, and could perform at any time. He dragged Chen Yang to the kitchen and said that he would invite him to have breakfast.

Chen Yang thought that Wen Qing was purely acting, but he didn't expect him to come for real, and...the ingredients for breakfast were very rich, not like the amount for one person.

"You usually cook by yourself?" Wen Qing straightened his unkempt bangs.

Chen Yang nodded.

"Then let's compete?" Wen Qing's eyes lit up.

Chen Yang twitched the corner of his mouth, this direction was very confusing, he waved his hand: "I am not in a good state now, which affects my performance."

"Then when?" Wen Qing looked very patient, "Tell me a time."

Chen Yang said: "Wait for my partner to come back."

"What? You've got a date?" Wen Qing looked like he had eaten a rotten melon, "You're in love with Chao Jian?!"

Chen Yang looked at him quietly, not accepting his scenes.

Wen Qing curled her lips in dissatisfaction: "It's still fun with the dog."

"Sure enough, you are living together." Wen Qing shrugged, "When will you get married?" He cleared his throat, and introduced himself solemnly, "I will be the master of ceremonies for you."

Chen Yang: "..."

Breakfast was simplified, Wen Qing baked toast for Chen Yang, and spread a lot of tomato sauce.

Chen Yang didn't sleep all night, and now he is still in high spirits. He sat at the table and swiped his mobile phone. His fingertips stayed on Chaojian's number for a long time, forming a small circle of sweaty watermarks.

I want to hear Chao Jian's voice so much, I can just say anything.

When the message notification sounded, Chen Yang's fingers trembled, and he quickly clicked on it.

Not Chao Jian.It was the emotional counseling agency yesterday.

Chen Yang threw away his phone, feeling depressed and wanting to laugh. Chao Jian left yesterday, and now it's only been a day since he was busy with his day and night.

What about tomorrow?What about the day after tomorrow, the day after tomorrow?

Chen Yang felt that his anxiety was reasonable, and they broke up at the beginning of the conversation. Who would suffer?He heaved a long sigh, still suffering.

If I had known earlier, I would have kissed a few more times before leaving for Jane, at worst, I would wash my face with one kiss.It's okay to just shower them with cold water.

Once Chen Yang stopped biting the toast, how about doing it under cold water?Is it also possible?

However, thermal expansion and contraction will be more difficult... right?Chen Yang doesn't quite understand, but he doesn't want to watch movies to learn, he wants to explore and experience by himself.

"Early in the morning, what was I thinking about?" Chen Yang muttered with a blushing old face, did this count as having fun while suffering?He raised his head and looked around, his eyes fell on one place.

It was a photo frame. There were two children in the photo. The older one was a girl who looked about eleven or twelve years old. She was holding a four or five-year-old boy by the hand.

Chen Yang recognized the little boy's identity through the birthmark on his forehead.

Wen Qing on the balcony came in after making a phone call. When he found Chen Yang looking at the photo frame, he introduced it generously: "My sister."

Chen Yang didn't see Wen Qing's shadow on the girl in the photo, the outlines were not similar.

"Not relative." Wen Qing said with a smile, "She is the child of my adoptive parents."

Chen Yang didn't mean to inquire about personal privacy, he started another topic: "I got your ID number, 0113, from a mission worker."

The corner of Wen Qing's mouth slanted, and his smile was full of evil: "Who?"

Chen Yang wanted to speak, but Wen Qing interrupted: "Don't say it yet, let me guess."

Wen Qing flicked the coin between his fingers into the air, and the coin fell into his pupils.

"Is that Zheng Zhitan?" Wen Qing caught the coin and tilted his head.

Chen Yang: "Yes."

"I thought about it carefully, and there are only three people who know my ID number, so it's easy to rule them out." Wen Qing snorted.

"That old guy sold me, and I want to sell him too." Wen Qing looked at Chen Yang, and smiled viciously, "Do you want to know the reason why he loves ugliness?"

Chen Yang said, "I don't want to."

Wen Qing and Chen Yang spoke at the same time: "A deformed girl saved him."

Chen Yang had a surprised expression. He remembered that Zheng Zhitan was wearing a cross around his neck, and there was a lady's pendant next to it.

"That mission was miserable." Wen Qing said so, but his eyes glowed with excitement, "Two-thirds of the people died at the beginning, and there were broken corpses and limbs everywhere, and the intestines and internal organs fell apart. All over the place." He sighed, "On that one time, I never encountered such a thrilling opening again, and now looking back, it really is..."

Chen Yang saw Wen Qing licking his lips, with three words "Missing" written on his face.

"That old Zheng Zhitan fell in love with the deformed girl because she didn't abandon him and gave up on him." Wen Qing smiled strangely, "Do you believe it? It's so easy to fall in love."

Chen Yangxin, under the background of life and death in the mission world, whether it is fear, cowardice, or trust and love...all emotions will be magnified many times.

"Actually, I think the root of Zheng Zhitan's obsession with ugliness is not love, but fear." Wen Qing said meaningfully.

Chen Yang continued to eat the toast.

"Why don't you ask why? It's boring." Wen Qing knelt down on the chair next to him, leaned over the table and said, "We are neighbors, and I will tell you if you don't ask."

"Zheng Zhitan was seriously injured at the time, and the girl couldn't walk fast with him, but the monster chased him."

"Oh shit," Wen Qing rubbed the coin, "The girl put Zheng Zhitan in a dark place, and he watched her being pitted and pitted, with her face still facing his direction."

"Think about it, won't that cause a psychological shadow? Zheng Zhitan must have had that addiction because of nausea."

Well, he wants to face his fears and beat them. "

After listening, Chen Yang wiped the ketchup off his mouth with a tissue, and asked, "You were there the whole time?"

Wen Qing bowed his head and pursed his lips, with a gesture of guilt and self-blame, and the next second he was smiling: "Yes, I was there, and I was watching from the corner."

Chen Yang said, "Aren't you tired of always wearing a mask?"

Wen Qing lowered her face.

The atmosphere is stiff.Wen Qing played with taste: "If it were you, would you go to save others when you couldn't protect yourself?"

Chen Yang: "No."

Before the corner of Wen Qing grinned, Chen Yang said, "I wouldn't take such a thing as interesting either."

"It seems that there is nothing to discuss. Our experiences are different." Wen Qing picked up his plate of toast, "There are too few interesting things in my life, so I can only make up random things."

The pendulum on the wall was swinging, and the sun was shining brightly outside.

Chen Yang quietly ate a piece of toast, feeling a little uncomfortable in his stomach, he picked up his phone to look at it and put it back again, the blue shadow and bloodshot eyes under his eyes made him look very tired.

"If I remember correctly, you told me that you have done countless tasks." Chen Yang said suddenly.

"Hmm." Wen Qing uttered an inarticulate sound.

Chen Yang narrowed his eyes, something was wrong.

Now that it has been confirmed that the task has an end, why is Wen Qing still leaving?What is the concept of countless tasks?Too many to remember, it stands to reason that he should have come to an end long ago.

Chen Yang felt that he touched something, but he couldn't peel off the veil.He glanced at Wen Qing who was beside him. With the other party's IQ, it is impossible not to know the problem.

"Have you never thought about untying your identity number, have you never thought about it?" Chen Yang thought of a possibility.

Wen Qing asked simply: "Why do you want to untie?"

Chen Yang said, "It's over."

"Why did it end?" Wen Qing asked again.

Chen Yang was speechless for a while, and kicked the ball to him: "Why don't you end it?"

"Just don't end." Wen Qing threw the fork, he sat still for a few seconds, and said excitedly, "I have a new game board, you wait for me to get it, let's play the game!"

Chen Yang raised his forehead, Wen Qing is really his neighbor... He feels that his time will be taken away by the other party, and the worry of longing will be suppressed because of this.

Maybe in the blink of an eye, Chao Jane will be back.

Chen Yang got up to go to the bathroom, and when he was about to go in, he turned his head. The opposite was Wen Qing's room, and the door was open.

Unexpectedly, Chen Yang took a few steps in that direction. He stopped at the door of the room to look in, and suddenly took a look at the photo hanging by the bed.

It was a posthumous photo.

The size is very large, occupying most of the head of the bed, which is extremely creepy.

The girl in the photo is the same as the one in the photo frame in the living room, Wen Qing's sister.

Chen Yang suddenly turned his head, and Wen Qing stood behind him for an unknown how long.

Neither of them spoke.

Just when Chen Yang wanted to break the weird situation, Wen Qing suddenly laughed: "That's my sister too."

"That's what you saw, she's dead." Wen Qing's mouth curved slightly.

Chen Yang used to care about Chao Jian's family situation, but later he didn't care. As for other people, he has never had the desire to spy.

Every family has scriptures that are difficult to recite. That is not a story club, but life, the life of others.

Just as Chen Yang was about to assume an evasive attitude, Wen Qing grabbed his hand.

"I just returned to China and lived here yesterday. The jet lag is not good. I made a stupid mistake and forgot to close the door this morning. My sister at the bedside just happened to let you see it. Fate." Wen Qing almost cried.

"Speak well, don't act anymore." Chen Yang broke free from his hand.

Wen Qing shouted abruptly: "I've decided!"

"What to decide?" Chen Yang's head ached, he might as well be at home petting the dog in a daze.

Wen Qing is mysterious: "I have a story, but I have never been able to find an audience."

"Found it now," he said.

·

Not long after, Chen Yang sat on the sofa with a washed apple in his hand, and Wen Qing sat on the carpet in front of him with his legs crossed, very comfortable.

The relaxed atmosphere of storytelling unfolds among them.

"Once upon a time there was a child, his name was M," Wen Qing shook his head, "M grew up in an orphanage, and was taken away by a family when he was four years old."

"So he has a father, a mother, and a sister." Wen Qing smiled, "What a happy and wonderful new journey."

Chen Yang took a bite of the apple, it was sandy, not crunchy, but sticky, he didn't like to eat it, it felt like his throat was sticky.

"Which family adopted M because they wanted a son?"

Wen Qing nodded and shook her head again: "M's mother is infertile, and his sister is adopted just like him."

Chen Yang crushed the apple in his mouth and swallowed it, which was different from what he imagined.

"M thinks that my sister doesn't like him because she has a lot of dolls, but she gave him the oldest one on the bedside." Wen Qing said, "M doesn't like my sister either, he dragged the old one on the first night. The doll cries."

"The two siblings are six years apart. One is in kindergarten and the other is in elementary school. They each have their own territory. They don't usually play together, but if anyone is bullied, the other will jump up to avenge the other."

Chen Yang expressed his feelings, just like him, he can bully his sister, but others can't.

"One day, M caught a cold and didn't go to kindergarten. He was sleeping in his little bed, and vaguely heard his sister crying." Wen Qing paused.

Chen Yang put down the apple from his mouth.

"M followed the crying sound to my sister's room, and saw her father pressing on her, she kept struggling and screaming... like a bird that had been stabbed in the stomach." Wen Qing turned the coin with her head down, with a smile on her face , "M cried in fright. He was still young at that time and didn't know what happened. He only knew that his father was beating his sister and he was going in to save her. At this time, his mother came over."

Chen Yang looked at the spinning coins.

"M thinks, it would be great if mommy comes, mommy will protect sister, but..."

The coin stopped spinning, and Wen Qing said softly, "Mom covered his mouth to prevent him from shouting."

"And closed the door of my sister's room that was not closed."