raging fire meets warm sun

Of course, Li Kexin suffered from insomnia. It was the first time that she suffered from insomnia because of a single person. She had never suffered from such insomnia a while ago. Now she is lying on the bed and looking at the ceiling, and she can't help but think of that lovely girl with a plain face and no makeup on at dusk. Saying goodbye to her with a shy face.

Li Kexin took a long breath, got out of bed and came to the window, opened the window and lit a cigarette, and relieved his anxiety by blowing out eye circles.

Soon it was the weekend afternoon. Cheng Enxing felt that he had a cold and didn't want to go to school. He grabbed Teacher Xia's arm and begged, coughing twice, "Look, I'm still sick."

Xia Fangyu shook his head helplessly, "Then you can go back to school tomorrow."

Qiao Jiayan didn't see Cheng Enxing after returning to school in the afternoon, and she called her specially. Cheng Enxing coughed badly on the phone, saying that she couldn't go to school and wanted to recuperate at home. When Qiao Jiayan asked to see her, she was rejected again. Cheng Enxing denied it and advised her to stay at school, and she will return to school in two days.

In fact, Cheng Enxing just wanted to stay with Teacher Xia for a while. She didn't want to go back to school so soon. Why didn't she have two days of class and five days off? Weekends are too short.

Monday morning.

Xia Fangyu got up early to clean up, and asked Cheng Enxing through the door what he wanted to eat.

"I want to eat stewed noodles with beef!" Cheng Enxing replied happily.

Accompanied by the scent wafting from the kitchen, Cheng Enxing got out of bed and washed up.

After breakfast, Xia Fangyu mentioned the matter of going to school with her, and said seriously, "I'll go back to school after eating, you know."

Cheng Enxing, who was eating noodles, raised his face in pain, "No, Teacher Xia... I'm still sick, so let me rest for another day, okay?"

"No." Xia Fangyu said firmly.

Immediately afterwards, Cheng Enxing launched a shameless spirit again, and begged her, "There is only one class meeting and one professional class this morning, and there is no class in the afternoon. Teacher Xia, please help me take a leave of absence from the counselor." , okay, please, I haven't asked for leave for a long time."

Xia Fangyu was so entangled by her, she had never seen her sticky face before, and then she felt relieved, "It's okay not to go to school today, but you must obediently rest at home and not go anywhere."

Cheng Enxing immediately stretched out his hand and swore to prove it with actions, "If I don't obey and run out, I will be hit by a car."

"Ah!" Xia Fangyu hurriedly reached out to cover Cheng Enxing's mouth, "No nonsense."

"Mr. Xia, do you agree?" Cheng Enxing smirked.

"Only this once!" Xia Fangyu emphasized seriously.

"I promise it's just this one time." Cheng Enxing stuck out his tongue.

After that, Xia Fangyu went out to work, but when she went out today, her eyelids twitched violently, and she didn't know what was going on.

The matter of telling Cheng Enxing's biological parents to her adoptive parents must be put on the agenda as soon as possible, so as not to have long nights and dreams.

On a day when he didn't have to go to class, he was naturally refreshed and in a good mood. After drinking the medicine, Cheng Enxing went back to the room, sat in front of the computer and opened the game. Just after logging in, Qiao Jiayan sent a message.

Qiao Jiayan: Eun Sung, haven’t you come to school yet? QAQ

Cheng Enxing: I've asked for leave, and I won't go to school today.

Qiao Jiayan: Well, we are going to start work and class now.

Cheng Enxing: Take a good class.

Qiao Jiayan, who was sitting in the classroom, saw her reply and sighed helplessly. The class meeting was really boring. The counselor stood on the podium, talking about some irrelevant things, and everyone sat down and played together. Cell phone, few people are listening carefully.

Cheng Enxing was playing the game vigorously, and the cold that was about to recover did not affect her performance at all. At this moment, her cell phone rang again. She thought it was Qiao Jiayan's reply, so she didn't rush to read it, waiting for this game Pick up the phone when it's over.

Unexpectedly, it was her mother who was far away in the United States who sent her the message.

Dong Mingjia: En Xing, guess what your dad is doing now?

It was rare for Cheng Enxing to hear from his mother. After all, because of the time difference and the fact that they were working in the countryside in the United States, they often could not receive a signal.

Cheng Enxing: What are you doing?

After a while, the other party sent her a photo, which was a candid photo of Cheng Enxing's father. In the photo, a middle-aged man was sitting by the bed with something like a photo album on his lap, looking through it seriously.

Dong Mingjia: Your father, this man is stubborn. Back then, I had to bring a photo album before I went out. He even said to me that I didn’t bring any photo album when I went on a trip. But now I took the initiative to look through it. Your father is true. Miss you, this person has a knife mouth and a tofu heart.

Cheng Enxing's nose was a little uncontrollable after watching it, because from the background of the photo, their living environment was just average, and it was hard to imagine how hard and tiring they were working every day.

Immediately afterwards, she received a photo from her mother.

Dong Mingjia: Look, this is when you were young, so cute.

Cheng Enxing opened the photo curiously. The photo was in the style of that era, a bit old but well preserved. Cheng Enxing carefully observed the child who "called himself", and suddenly felt a little familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere.

But where did you see it...

Cheng Enxing was lost in thought, and finally, she remembered where she had seen her before. Cheng Enxing quickly put down her phone, rushed out of the room, and went into Teacher Xia's study without saying a word, and found the book "Twenty Thousand Leagues Under the Sea" at the original place. , After a while of flipping, a photo came out, and then took the photo back to compare it with the one on the phone, Cheng Enxing was shocked.

The two children look exactly the same, that is to say, the child that Teacher Xia is holding is her...

Cheng Enxing's pupils dilated involuntarily, he couldn't believe what was going on.

Her mind is already a little confused. Didn't she meet Teacher Xia because she went to No. 12 Middle School, and Teacher Xia happened to be the dean of No. [-] Middle School? But how could she appear in this photo? Could it be Xia? Did the teacher know Cheng Enxing when he was [-] years old?

The more Cheng Enxing thought about it, the more he didn't understand.

At this moment, she suddenly remembered that there was a time before when she accidentally saw Teacher Xia writing something in the study. She rushed in to find something to do with her, and then Teacher Xia put it away in a panic to prevent her from seeing it. Is the thing related to this photo?

Cheng Enxing just made a guess and assumption, and finally she couldn't stand it anymore and got up to find the answer by herself.

She didn't have the habit of inquiring and reading other people's privacy, and she knew it was impolite, but Cheng Enxing had a vague feeling that this matter was not a trivial matter, so she had to figure it out.

Pushing open the study door again, Cheng Enxing took a deep breath and sat down at the desk. He opened the drawer in the middle, which was the drawer that Mr. Xia had hurriedly put in. What caught his eye was a notebook.

Cheng Enxing's heart couldn't help beating wildly, as if anticipating the coming of a storm, she reached out and took out the notebook tremblingly, and carefully opened the first page of the table of contents, on which was written a short sentence: something about Cheng Enxing.

Cheng Enxing held his breath all of a sudden, it really had something to do with her.

On the first page of the diary, there are a series of dates written, and Cheng Enxing happened to be born in that year, and the handwriting is very neat, but it can still be seen that this notebook has been around for several years.

"I came back from cram school today and picked up a child on the side of the road. It was dusk at that time, and no one probably noticed, but I heard a faint cry from the grass. She was so small. Wrapped in the quilt, she was crying and eating her own fingers, so I picked her up, although... because of this, my mother also gave her a reprimand."

Cheng Enxing was already shocked when she saw this. She felt that the picked up child described by Teacher Xia was herself. She continued to read, and the content of each article was related to herself.

"I always wanted to have a younger sister, but for various reasons, my mother said that there would be no second child. I wanted to keep her because I really like her and she is so cute."

"Today she was sent to the orphanage. I was very sad, but the dean said that I could visit her every weekend."

"I heard from the head aunt of the orphanage that a family will come to adopt her today. I am both excited and sad, but she will have a new home soon. There will be parents who will love her and take care of her."

"I met with the family who adopted her. Aunt Dong and Uncle Cheng are very nice people. I am very relieved to hand her over to them. Aunt Dong said that she will regularly tell me about her growth in the future. I am very happy."

"Aunt Dong told me her name today, and she will finally have a name in the future. Her name is Cheng Enxing!"

"Cheng Enxing went to kindergarten and took a little red flower, so cute."

Cheng Enxing turned to this article, and there was a photo at the bottom. In the photo, the child had a small red flower stuck between his eyebrows. She had the impression that this was when the kindergarten celebrated Children's Day...

Cheng Enxing felt that she no longer had the strength to continue turning backwards. Her heart was beating violently, and it seemed as if a hand was strangling her, making her unable to breathe.

Putting down the diary, Cheng Enxing stood up with the edge of the table, not knowing how she got out of the study, she came to her room, picked up her mobile phone and called her mother.

Someone answered over there, very surprised, "En Xing? Is that you, En Xing."

Before Cheng Enxing could speak, tears were already falling down, "Mom..."

"What's the matter, why are you still crying, child." Dong Mingjia asked anxiously.

"I'm a picked child, right? I'm not your and dad's biological child, right?" Cheng Enxing asked in a crying voice.

Dong Mingjia was stunned for a moment, he didn't expect her to ask such a question suddenly.

"Speak up, don't you!" Cheng Enxing was completely emotionally broken.

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