Mr. Dong Guo

Guo Xiaobei opened the door, stared at him blankly for a while, then moved away, "Okay, you can wash it."

Guo Qiyu quickly took a shower, washed up, and sat on the bed.

"Cough cough..."

Guo Qiyu cleared his throat, "Xiaobei, I quit my night job."

"I know."

"When school starts in September, the hourly wages at the bookstore won't be enough for the two of us. Maybe I'll change jobs."

"anything else?"

Guo Qiyu thought for a while, "But I don't know what to do?"

After being silent for a while, Guo Qiyu whispered again: "Xiao Bei, I, I was thinking, maybe in the future I will be eligible for adoption..."

Guo Xiaobei put down the book and looked at him, "Perhaps before that, I was adopted by other people."

Guo Xiaobei would go back to the Taoli Orphanage once a week, and the families who were going to have sex would visit them.

Guo Qiyu's eyes darkened, a little depressed, he knew it...

Before that, there was already a family that expressed their willingness to adopt Guo Xiaobei. The head of the orphanage explained the situation, and they also said it was okay, so they came to talk to Guo Qiyu.

Guo Qiyu didn't know what to say. After all, he didn't have any power. The only weapon he had was that Guo Xiaobei was closer to him.

It's not even a weapon.

Under the arrangement of the director of the orphanage, the couple even took Guo Xiaobei out for a day.

Guo Qiyu waited anxiously at home, but what he was waiting for was the news that Guo Xiaobei would spend the night at their home.

Guo Qiyu opened his eyes and waited until dawn.

At noon the next day, the dean knocked on the door of their house with an ugly look on his face.

Guo Xiaobei, who was standing beside him, changed his shoes, undressed, and walked into the toilet, and then there was the sound of bathing water.

"Really, this child..." After the dean finished talking about the whole story, he hesitated to speak, and finally left.

Like sleepwalking, Guo Qiyu went to the bed and sat down in a trance.

Guo Xiaobei came out of the shower, dried his hair, lay down on the bed, closed his eyes and fell asleep without saying anything.

Guo Qiyu was stunned, and reached out to wake him up.

Looking at Guo Xiaobei's impatient expression, he asked, "The dean said, you made a mess of their house?"

Guo Xiaobei was noncommittal.

Guo Qiyu was a little angry, "Why, how can you do this? I taught you the basic manners!"

Guo Xiaobei stared at him with dark eyes, and Guo Qiyu was a little weak, "How can I say this, it's also impolite..."

"That man molested me."

Guo Xiaobei looked at him for a while, then suddenly spoke.

Guo Qiyu's expression changed immediately, "What? What did you say?"

Guo Xiaobei observed Guo Qiyu's reaction for a while, and he was very calm, "He touched under me and still held my leg."

"what?!"

Guo Qiyu immediately lifted the quilt, peeled off Guo Xiaobei's yellow and white horizontal striped panties, and opened her two white and tender legs with old scars.

Guo Qiyu looked at him over and over again, and after making sure that there were no traces, he was relieved.

"He just touched me and didn't do anything." Guo Xiaobei said frankly again.

Guo Qiyu stood up, "What else do you want to do?!"

"No, I'm going to find the dean!"

"How can there be such a person?!"

I don't know where the stimulation came from, Guo Xiaobei squinted his eyes, feeling that Guo Qiyu's reaction was a little manic.

Guo Xiaobei exerted all his strength and finally calmed Guo Qiyu, letting him know that it is useless to look for anyone but to rely on himself.

"How did that happen?"

Guo Qiyu covered his face, looking desperate, as if he had returned to the dark days before, fearful every day, afraid of people coming out of the stairwell suddenly, or the door that opened suddenly on the opposite side, and the big hand covering his mouth... …

Guo Xiaobei persuaded him for a long time before letting the sobbing Guo Qiyu fall asleep...

He knew that as the two of them got along, his lies would become more and more bigger...

The adoption eventually fell through.

But it has become a knot in Guo Qiyu's heart.

If there is really a qualified family ready to adopt Guo Xiaobei, he knows that he can't stop it no matter what.

Seeing his expression change, Guo Xiaobei felt his heart move, and blurted out, "Don't worry, I won't be adopted by anyone."

As simple as Guo Qiyu, he didn't think about the deep meaning behind this sentence at all, he just said sullenly: "How do you know?"

Guo Xiaobei stopped talking.

Guo Qiyu thought for a while, "Actually, I really can't give you a normal life..."

"What is a normal life?"

As soon as Guo Xiaobei sensed that something was wrong with Guo Qiyu again, he interrupted him quickly.

"It means going to elementary school at your age, then middle school, junior high school, high school, and finally university. You choose your favorite major, find a job you like after you come out, and finally get married and have children."

Guo Qiyu thought about it.

Guo Xiaobei didn't appreciate it at all, "You can give me what you can."

Guo Qiyu sighed, "I can't even give you the minimum, a household registration!"

And if you follow him, it is very likely that Guo Xiaobei will not be adopted by him within ten years, and he will always be a black household...

Without household registration and ID card, Guo Xiaobei cannot get a good education, let alone a good job, a good wife...

"What do you want?"

Guo Xiaobei doesn't care if he is a criminal or not, he only cares about whether this person in front of him will make such a stupid decision again!

Guo Qiyu lay flat on the bed, looked at the mottled ceiling and thought for a long time, then sat up suddenly and clenched his fists with ambition.

"Guo Xiaobei, I want to give you an account!"

Guo Qiyu announced what he wanted to say at the beginning with high spirits, but after being interrupted by Guo Xiaobei accidentally, he fell into a situation of self-pity.

Guo Xiaobei turned the fan to the maximum speed, and the whining wind drowned out his voice, "Okay, I'll wait for you."

Guo Qiyu didn't hear it, but saw Guo Xiaobei adjusting the fan, "Xiaobei, don't blow on it, you're going to catch a cold!"

Guo Xiaobei lay down again, because it was too hot in summer, even though the two slept on the same bed, they kept as far away from each other as possible, not touching each other.

Today Guo Xiaobei held Guo Qiyu's hand, Guo Qiyu's palm was a little calloused, it was actually very comfortable to rub, as if feeling something, Guo Qiyu also held Guo Xiaobei's small hand.

When the two woke up the next day, their hands were still tightly connected with each other.

The sheets were wet from sweaty palms.

Guo Xiaobei was a little embarrassed, got up first, and rushed to the toilet.

Guo Qiyu smiled and got up to cook breakfast.

Today I told Professor Li for leave, and after I went to the police station to issue an identity certificate, I got back the money I was defrauded of.

I also sat in a specially vacated room and listened to a policeman talk about how to identify a liar's tricks.

Guo Qiyu was extremely embarrassed sitting among a bunch of elders and aunts. Only then did he realize that the young people he saw that day were all of the same identity as that little glasses.

Work harder when they are indecisive, keep an eye on them when they withdraw money, lest these fat fish run away, take the lead from time to time, question the speaker, and then the speaker comes up with the prepared speech , he will be even more convinced.

This is how Guo Qiyu followed Little Glasses into the trap step by step without knowing it.

The police uncle looked helpless at these ignorant grandpas and aunts. He knew that even if he told all the tricks today, these grandpas and aunts might be deceived by new tricks next time.

What surprised the police most was that there was actually a college student sitting in the middle.

When he walked into the police station to collect the money, the officers wondered if he was just another crook.

But looking at the college student's bewildered expression, the police suddenly believed the young man.

In the end, he summed up a sentence, "As long as you don't take advantage of it and don't take out your money, others can't cheat you!"

The uncle and the aunt exchanged their experiences with each other, and the policeman looked at it. Only the young man in the middle was finally no longer ignorant, as if he only understood the last sentence, and became clear.

Walking out of the police station, Guo Qiyu found Guo Xiaobei who was reading in the bookstore, and wanted to go home directly.

Guo Xiaobei pulled him, "Let's go to the talent market."

Guo Qiyu suddenly felt that his inertia still existed, and he was not as enlightened as a child. He felt deeply guilty and decided to look for a job today!

There are still a lot of people in the job market, and the children started to browse after asking what the jobs were for.

Guo Qiyu's resume is carried with him at all times, but no one wants to recruit a sophomore.

Finding a job is too difficult.

The two agreed not to give up the job in the bookstore.

The two of them wandered around until it was almost dark before walking back slowly.

Guo Xiaobei was already a little sleepy, Guo Qiyu was not afraid of the heat or tiredness and forcibly carried him on his back to let him have a good rest.

Feeling the baby on his back gradually falling asleep, Guo Qiyu felt warm in his heart, and his blood really recovered instantly from yesterday's blow.

"Dad, can I put ten candles?" A childish voice of a little girl sounded from the front.

"No, my little girl is only four years old this year, so I can only put four candles in."

A father and daughter walked by, the father had a gentle voice and a smile, and the cake he was holding was not cheap at first glance.

"Then my birthday wish is to put ten candles, can't it come true?" The little girl's disappointed voice.

"Huh? I remember Xiaonan's birthday wish is to become a princess!"

The father and daughter gradually drifted away, but Guo Qiyu walked slower and slower...

Before going to bed at night, Guo Qiyu tried to ask, "Xiao Bei, do you know how old you are?"

Guo Xiaobei had already closed his eyes sleepily, but upon hearing this, he immediately opened them again, "What do you want to ask?"

Guo Qiyu was startled by his reaction, "I, I will just ask."

Guo Xiaobei seemed to have come to his senses, and his expression relaxed, "You suddenly asked me my age, and I thought I was in that place."

Guo Qiyu patted him on the back.

"Using to ask about our age, it meant that something bad would happen," Guo Xiaobei said after a moment of silence, "Actually, we don't even know how old we are, that person said it."

"Some of the older kids, he said, were 12 years old, 13 years old, 14 years old, and then they were taken away, and they didn't know where they went, and they never came back anyway."

"There are also some who say that they are nine or ten years old, and they will be sent to be thieves if their hands and feet are flexible. If they look good, they will be raised, and if they are not good, their hands and feet will be broken and they will continue to ask for money."

"Xiaobei..."

Guo Qiyu did not expect that Guo Xiaobei would suddenly talk about his past, "How did you escape?"

Guo Xiaobei muttered a few times, "It's been planned for a long time, and I ran several times."

Guo Qiyu couldn't imagine how Guo Xiaobei would be tortured every time he was arrested, and his eyes turned red again.

Guo Xiaobei said indifferently: "They didn't like me. I look good, so I will be sent away. Those who were sent away had a good life before they were sent away. After they took me back, they just Lesson learned."

Not wanting to ask this question again, Guo Xiaobei suddenly raised his head and looked at Guo Qiyu, "Don't cry, or I won't tell you how old I am."

Guo Qiyu hurriedly stopped, "How old are you?"

Guo Xiaobei stared at him for a while, the two slept on the same bed, the bed was not too big, and they were quite close to each other.

Guo Xiaobei stretched out his hand and opened it.

"Five years old."

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