Help, I was forced into marriage by a monster!

"Oh, I'm sorry, the rider couldn't find the inpatient department. You should wait, little Xueqiu." Song Yinzhi couldn't wait to open the takeaway box as soon as he entered the door, calling for little Xueqiu, who hadn't had a drop of water since noon, to come and eat.

He ordered porridge and vegetable and fruit set meal. Although Xiao Xueqiu didn't eat dinner, he couldn't eat too much after ordering this, for fear of food accumulation.

After taking two mouthfuls, Little Xueqiu said he didn't want to eat. When asked why, he said:

"It's not good, I want my brother to do it next time."

This sentence is very useful to Song Yinzhi, but at this point, and in the hospital again, he can only comfort him:

"When my brother recovers and returns home, my brother will make you a lot of delicious food."

Holding a piece of cantaloupe in his hand, Little Xueqiu nodded. He seemed to be a little sleepy. He leaned his head against Song Yinzhi's arms, bit by bit like a chicken pecking at rice, and yawned big after a while.

"Snowball, go to sleep when you're sleepy."

Song Yinzhi stroked his hair and took a blanket to cover him.

The rain outside the window still didn't stop, Xiao Xueqiu was lying in Song Yinzhi's arms, breathing steadily.

Song Yinzhi looked at him, feeling tense and uncomfortable. He touched Xiao Xueqiu's sleeves that were wet with tears, and gently helped him roll up the sleeves.

Suddenly, he saw the circular mark on his right ring finger that was pinched by the little snowball. It has not disappeared after so many days, but it has become more and more obvious. It really looks like wearing a ring.

Why do people love rings as tokens of love?

Because, ten fingers connected to the heart——

Feng Chen stayed in the hospital for three days, and finally he was completely out of danger, and his physical condition was visibly improving day by day.

Song Yinzhi helped him go through the discharge procedures, and brought his two babies back to the mansion in a remote place.

And now Song Yinzhi is relieved of many unreasonable phenomena in the mansion. For example, the aunt never came back after leaving, probably because she was tired of taking care of the children in the unaccompanied city and went back to her hometown to spend the rest of her life; , The grandparents who did not answer the phone may also be because they did not hear, or because they owed the phone.

Some people do feel uncomfortable when they leave at the beginning, but time is the best medicine for healing, and all the deep feelings have cooled down little by little in the long river of time.

On the day Feng Chen was discharged from the hospital, Song Yinzhi went to the supermarket to buy several hundred dollars worth of ingredients, and planned to show off to the two children tonight and reward them well. These days are really hard.

As for what Xiao Xueqiu said, he didn't push his younger brother either on the stairs or when he fell into the water, but the younger brother said that it was Xiao Xueqiu who pushed him down, so it was probably understandable.

Baby Feng Chen came to such a strange place so suddenly, he must be scared, he can't wait to need an adult who can always be by his side to take care of him and protect him, so he chooses to lie, maybe he didn't realize that saying so would hurt him He didn't have the ability to think long-term about what kind of misunderstanding and impact it would bring, but he just thought that way at the time, so he did it.

In fact, it is understandable, after all, children.

The dinner was very rich, comparable to a state banquet. This was the result of Song Yinzhi's busy work from noon to night. When he brought out the last dish from the kitchen, his whole body was washed with hot water.

Seeing the scene where the two babies could sit quietly and read the storybook by themselves even though they still didn't speak to each other, Song Yinzhi still felt quite relieved.

"Children, dinner is ready, you can wash your hands and prepare to eat."

As soon as the two babies heard it, they immediately jumped off the chair and ran crookedly to the bathroom.

Just then, the doorbell rang——

At that moment, Song Yinzhi suddenly felt uneasy.

It's time, in this kind of place, who will come to ring the doorbell?

He looked back at the bathroom and saw two babies washing their hands silently.

He collected himself, took off his apron, and walked slowly towards the gate.

I looked out through the cat's eye, because it was already dark, and I could only see a strong silhouette, which looked like a man.

"Excuse me, are you..." Song Yinzhi asked cautiously.

"It's me, Secretary Lin." The other party reported himself.

Song Yinzhi was stunned for a moment, and immediately raised his hand to open the door.

The moment he opened the door, he was facing a pair of sharp red phoenix eyes. Through the lens with cold light, those eyes seemed to exude a strange color that is different from ordinary people.

Besides Secretary Lin, there were two young men in black suits standing behind.

"Mr. Lin... Hello, aren't you in Africa?"

Lin Minshu didn't answer his words, and walked into the room, bypassing Song Yinzhi's eyes. He looked at it for a while, and said coldly, "Where's the child?"

Knowing that he was asking about the two babies, Song Yinzhi hurriedly said, "I'm washing my hands in the bathroom and I'm about to eat. Mr. Lin, would you like to come in and have some food together?"

Song Yinzhi was timid, the uneasiness kept rising in his heart, quickly poured into the blood, and spread throughout the body with the blood flow.

Isn't Secretary Lin in Africa, why is he here, and why did he inquire about the two children as soon as he came.

"Thank you for the invitation, but I don't want to eat anymore. I have something urgent to do." As he spoke, Secretary Lin took out a document and a bank card from his briefcase.

"After discussion between our boss and his wife, it was unanimously decided that the children need a better living and educational environment, so the boss plans to take the two young masters abroad and come back when they become adults. Because the decision is rather hasty, so we have to do it now. Walk."

Song Yinzhi's heart thumped, as if someone had poured a basin of ice water from the sky, he seemed to be frozen at that moment, his mouth opened slightly, as if he wanted to say something.

Secretary Lin didn't look at him, and waved to the two men in suits behind him: "Go in and bring the two young masters out."

After receiving the order, the two men bowed respectfully to Song Yinzhi, then walked around him and went straight into the house.

So suddenly, without any psychological preparation, the accident came one step ahead of the future.

"Are you in such a hurry? The baby is in good health. Will it be too much to take such a long flight, and...and the passport, are you ready? Isn't it a long time to do it? And, and... "

In a hurry, Song Yin even grabbed Secretary Lin's sleeve without courtesy.

Secretary Lin withdrew his hand calmly, pushed his glasses to interrupt him: "Don't worry about this, we are a private jet, and we also have professional escorts."

With that said, he handed over the document and the bank card in his hand:

"This is the labor termination contract. Please take a look. Also, the card is 70 yuan, of which 60 yuan is your salary for this month, and the other [-] yuan is your three-month salary compensation according to the labor law. Now you You can check the balance and sign the receipt."

Secretary Lin's stylized words made him look like an emotionless robot.

The moment these words were spoken, Song Yinzhi's heart sank instantly.

"I don't want it." Eye sockets turned red little by little.

Secretary Lin looked at him, seeming a little impatient, and forced the bank card into his hand: "You don't care if you say anything about it."

Indeed, Song Yinzhi knew that what he said didn't count, and he was not qualified to say it, because the child was not his own, but someone else's, with other people's blood on his body, and it had nothing to do with it other than taking care of and being taken care of.

However, people who are not related by blood can be called relatives.

It has been three months since I came here with all my efforts, and I taught Xiao Xueqiu to wash his face, brush his teeth, and read, and told him the story of the Little Mermaid every night, pouring all my love into him, dreaming of watching him grow up That day, I thought there was still a lot of time to get along.

But abruptly, it stopped abruptly.

During these not too long or short three months, I have really treated this little Douding as my own child.

60 is not a huge temptation for an ordinary office worker, but do these rich people really think that everything can be bought with money?

Including feelings.

Who is more naive?

With the last glimmer of hope in mind, Song Yinzhi pinned his last hope on that eccentric little Douding. He believed that this little guy would never compromise easily. I have the capital to negotiate terms with them.

Although this is not fair to the parents of the children.

But people are selfish, and Song Yinzhi is no exception.

He looked over quietly, and saw two men in suits leading two babies out of the bathroom.

One of them squatted down and whispered something to them. Little Xueqiu ran upstairs almost without any hesitation, and then came down with his little schoolbag on his back after a while. , looking at Song Yinzhi with a little hesitation, his expression looked very reluctant.

Song Yinzhi looked at Xiao Xueqiu who excitedly shouted "It's time to fly", and his anxiety spread little by little.

This child, why...

Secretary Lin waved to Xiao Xueqiu, and Xiao Xueqiu immediately walked towards Secretary Lin with his small schoolbag on his back, and called "Uncle Lin" very politely. Song Yinzhi seemed to have never seen such a polite look.

It was Xiao Yudian, who stood there for a while, then stumbled towards Song Yinzhi and ran towards Song Yinzhi, grabbed Song Yinzhi's wrist, his thin eyebrows were tightly knit with jealousy, he opened his mouth, trembling in a low voice:

"Brother, the rain never leaves..."

Song Yinzhi was stunned, his eyes followed Xiao Xueqiu's figure, and he opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something.

"Idiot." At this moment, Little Xueqiu suddenly said, "If you don't leave, you won't be able to take the plane, and you won't be able to see your parents."

These words were like a needle that pierced Song Yinzhi's heart fiercely.

He couldn't believe that he could say this to the little baby he had taken care of for three months.

Or did someone else teach him to say that?

"Yudian don't take the plane, but brother." Xiao Yudian said, her whole body tightly attached to Song Yinzhi's body.

But I don't know whether it's out of politeness or some other reason, but Xiao Xueqiu even bowed respectfully to Song Yinzhi, and said in a childlike voice, "Thank you brother for taking care of me for so long."

Song Yinzhi suddenly opened his eyes wide, looking at the child in disbelief.

A few nights ago, she was still clinging tightly to her arms and acting like a spoiled child, but today she has changed into a different person.

Secretary Lin glanced at his watch and said coldly: "It's getting late, you go upstairs and take off Young Master Feng Chen's schoolbag, we have to leave."

"Wait, wait a minute." Song Yinzhi suddenly pulled him back, with a forced smile on his face, "Let's go after dinner."

"No, there is a chef on the plane." Secretary Lin's words broke all Song Yinzhi's illusions.

The two men in suits took off Feng Chen's small schoolbag, and took advantage of unpreparedness to pick him up from behind and carried him on his shoulders: "Mr. Lin, you have packed your things, and we can start now."

It seemed that Xiao Yudian hadn't reacted to being hugged away from Song Yinzhi suddenly, his whole face was dazed, but when he looked at Song Yinzhi who was getting farther and farther away from him, for the first time, he burst into cries comparable to thunder.

"Brother! Chick Chick!" The cry was terrific, hitting Song Yinzhi's heart.

Song Yinzhi was still standing where he was, his eyes were always glued to the little Xueqiu's back.

He watched the innocent and cute little Xueqiu take the initiative to hold Secretary Lin's hand, without even turning his head, and left the house talking and laughing with Secretary Lin.

"By the way, after the house is packed, you can put the key in the kennel. We will invite someone to come and look at the house at that time. Sorry for the trouble, I wish you a bright future."

Secretary Lin walked halfway, and suddenly stopped.

At that moment, the fire of hope ignited in Song Yinzhi's heart again.

Did she change her mind? Did Little Xueqiu not want to leave?He thought so excitedly that his body unconsciously leaned forward.

But got this answer.

The last bit of hope was also shattered silently.

The bouncing figure of the little snowball gradually moved away in the blurred vision, getting smaller and smaller until it turned into a small black dot and disappeared into the vast night——

1 minute, 2 minutes, half an hour passed, and Song Yinzhi was still standing there blankly.

It was so sudden that I couldn't even accept it.

The night wind lifted his hair, and he was like a watchman, looking at the direction where little snowball left, his body temperature dropped little by little.

The delicious food on the table has completely cooled down, and the aroma is no longer there.

Song Yinzhi slowly clenched his hands.

At least, eat before leaving.

He looked at the carefully prepared meals on the table, his nose sore, and tears slid down without warning.

Song Yinzhi walked slowly to the dining table, looked at the empty child seat on the opposite side, then slowly picked up the chopsticks, picked up a piece of broccoli and put it in the small fox bowl opposite Xiao Xueqiu—

"Little Xueqiu, don't be picky eaters, and eat your vegetables well, so that you can...grow up quickly."

The choked voice of persuasion echoed in the huge room.

You have to grow up well.

****

The next day, Song Yinzhi spent a whole day cleaning the entire villa, and packed his clothes into the suitcase.

He took one last look at the mysterious mansion, with his slender hand attached to the doorknob.

With a "click", the door was locked.

It also locks those insignificant memories of the past together, and seals them up forever——

In October, the city is already a bit chilly, and people have changed their sleeves into warm autumn clothes.

The subway quickly crosses the track, accompanied by a huge roar, carrying memories, and heading to the distant future together——

Song Yinzhi returned home, knocked on the door, and it was his mother who opened the door.

Seeing Song Yinzhi with a lost expression, his mother asked in surprise, "Why are you back?"

"The employer has taken the child abroad and doesn't need me anymore." Song Yinzhi replied softly, and dragged the suitcase into the bedroom.

The long-lost room was cleaned by my mother. Sunlight flew in through the window, and the whole room was filled with a special smell of sunlight.

Song Yinzhi threw himself on the bed and buried his face in the pillow.

"Then did you get compensation for his temporary dismissal?" Mother didn't care about anything else, only whether the money was in place.

Song Yinzhi continued to lie on the pillow, fumbled out the bank card with a balance of 70 from his trouser pocket, and threw it aside, without speaking.

The mother quickly took the card and muttered: "Then you should go out and look at the work quickly. If you don't like going to the system, then find something else to do. Didn't you study garden design? I see that many companies are Recruiting, you have to seize this opportunity during the peak recruitment season..."

Come on, Song Yinzhi is upset.

Seeing his depressed appearance, his mother also knew that he liked that little baby, and she must feel uncomfortable ending this employment relationship abruptly, so it is not good to bother him anymore, she just said:

"Mom went to the vegetable market to see and buy something delicious, and I'll be back in a while." After finishing speaking, he exited the room wisely.

After lying on the ground for a long time, Song Yinzhi managed to prop up his upper body, found out his phone and opened the photo album.

In the photo, little Xueqiu was lying quietly in Yaoji's nest, sleeping peacefully, his cheeks were dyed red by the fiery red sunset, and the time was quiet, as if it happened yesterday.

Looking at it like this, my nose is sore again.

Song Yinzhi wiped his eyes and turned off the phone.

No, it can't be like this, you have to cheer up, I will have babies and so on in the future, Xiao Xueqiu is someone else's child after all, and I shouldn't think too much about it.

Thinking about it, he sat up, cheered himself up secretly, turned around and walked to the computer, opened the recruitment website, and browsed the online recruitment information one by one.

After waiting for a long time, I saw that a foreign company is recruiting people. The recruitment requirements are very suitable for me. They are majors in gardening, have work experience, are familiar with 3DMAX and other design software, and preferably have experience in taking care of children...

Although I don’t know why a designer needs to have experience in childcare, maybe the boss has a child, and from time to time he will squeeze the employees to help him look after the child.

Song Yinzhi submitted his resume in the company's mailbox without any hesitation.

Because I especially need to find something to do now, so that I can stop thinking about Little Xueqiu.

Unexpectedly, less than half an hour after submitting your resume, the HR on the opposite side replied, asking when Song Yinzhi would be free, and hoped that he could come for an interview.

But the other side also asked:

"We are not a 996 mechanism. The salary for an intern is [-]. After you become a full-time employee, it will be [-] to [-]. There is also a commission for the negotiation. After a month, the income is very considerable. So, can you accept overtime?"

Song Yinzhi replied, "Do you have to work overtime every day?"

"It depends on your work progress. It is impossible to work overtime every day. Our time is relatively free. We go to work at 09:30 in the morning and normally leave work at [-] o'clock. What do you think?"

To be honest, it was Song Yinzhi's first encounter with such an HR, as if he was begging himself to go to work. Looking at this foreign company, it is not a small company, and there should be no shortage of talents.

Maybe it's... the young people nowadays are so arrogant that they don't accept overtime.

Song Yinzhi answered his questions in this way, and then sent it over: "It's okay to work overtime, just don't be too late."

"Okay, then let's see when you can come for the interview."

"anytime."

"Then how about three o'clock this afternoon?"

"OK."

No wonder people say that when God closes a door for you, he will always open another window for you. I just lost Xiao Xueqiu and immediately got a new job opportunity with a good salary, which is gratifying.

I dug out a suit, shirt and tie that I hadn't worn for a long time, ironed it carefully with an electric iron, and took it outside to dry it to get rid of moisture. At this time, my mother also came back after shopping for vegetables.

Knowing that her son was going to have an interview in the afternoon, the mother didn't dare to say a few words, and hurried into the kitchen to cook vegetables and rice in a hurry, hoping that her son could have a hot lunch.

Seeing the time passing by, it was already [-]:[-], Song Yinzhi was afraid of being late due to some accident on the road, so he quickly grabbed a couple of mouthfuls of rice and ran to wash his face and brush his teeth.

Mother hurriedly peeled a bowl of shrimp, urging: "What's more, eat the shrimp first and then brush your teeth."

"No." Song Yinzhi squeezed the toothpaste, "Let's eat it at night."

Unable to resist him, his mother ran to the balcony to knock off his suit shirt, and helped him clean up the fine fluff on the outside of the suit with a brush over and over again. That’s right, if you don’t like it, do it first, and then find it slowly.”

Song Yinzhi nodded, took the suit from his mother and put it on, feeling a little uncomfortable for a moment.

I was the one who was doing such trivial things like "peeling shrimp and tidying clothes" before. After a long time, I even forgot the feeling of being taken care of.

Anyway, life will always return to the right track, and it is impossible to stick to the past forever.

Put on the suit, tidy up the hair, and hurriedly set foot on the crowded subway as before.

The interview company was not too far away, and it took three stops to arrive. Song Yinzhi passed by at [-]:[-]. After confirming the interview offer with the front desk, he received the interview card, and slowly walked towards the interview room with the interview team.

The interview rules are four rounds to enter. Song Yinzhi got the number plate "66", which is quite auspicious. I hope the interview will go smoothly.

Thinking, he casually glanced at the resume of another interviewer next to him.

==

Looks like it's not going to go well.

The other party was designed by the Environmental Art Department of the Eight Great Academy of Fine Arts. He has dabbled in both gardens and interiors. He graduated with a master's degree and won the title of one of the top [-] designers in the country.

And the one on the right, almost, graduated from 985 University, filled the column of awards, it overflowed ==

Take a look at your resume...

Hey, forget it, it seems that this company is just fishing for big fish for a long time, and thought it was really short of people. Sure enough, he really underestimated the young people nowadays. Otherwise, he should be sensible and leave obediently. I feel uncomfortable.Thinking, he slowly stood up——

"Interviewers from 64th to 67th, please come in."

Surprisingly, HR just called my number.

There is no way, it is even uglier to run away now, anyway, you will die anyway, why not try your best, maybe you will be hit by a blind cat and a dead mouse.

Song Yinzhi straightened his tie, stood up, and followed the other interviewers into the interview room slowly.

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