The orphanage is not big, in fact, it is not easy to have an orphanage in such a remote town.

A group of little kids were playing in the yard when they saw a stranger walk in. A little boy with a rosy cheek ran over and spoke a dialect they couldn't understand at all.

Ji Xinghu squatted down and said with a smile: "Little brother, can you speak Mandarin?"

The little boy nodded and spoke in broken Mandarin: "Who are you looking for?"

Luan Shu took out a photo—it was the one that Luan Yushan showed him before, and he secretly copied it out—pointing to the middle-aged woman in the photo, he said, "I'm looking for her."

The little boy looked at it and shook his head: "We don't have this person here, you can look for it elsewhere."

At this moment, a tall and thin elder sister came out of the house, stood at the door and asked, "Who are you looking for?"

Luan Shu walked over and showed her the photo in his hand: "Excuse me, do you know this person?"

The elder sister glanced at her and said, "Yes, she was the previous director of our orphanage, but she passed away a few years ago, what can you do with her?"

Passed away.

Lonely Star Lake was slightly sad, pointing to the boys and girls in the photo, he said: "My parents grew up in Xingxing Orphanage, so I want to visit the place where they lived, and thank the director for taking care of my parents. "

The eldest sister looked at the photo again, and suddenly asked: "Is your surname Ji, Ji Xinghu?"

Ji Xinghu was surprised: "How do you know?"

The eldest sister didn't answer, she turned around and walked in: "You come with me."

Ji Xinghu and Luan Shu looked at each other and raised their heels.

After entering the house, the eldest sister rummaged through boxes and cabinets to find things, while Ji Xinghu and Luan Shu stood beside them stupidly, looking around with their heads tilted.

In a simple room, the walls are full of pictures of children, crying, laughing, playing, studying... Through these pictures, Ji Xinghu seems to have seen the scenes of their parents when they lived here. Slight fever.

Luan Shu shook his shoulder, Ji Xinghu tilted his head and smiled.

"Found it!" said the eldest sister, and took out a round iron box containing candies from under the cabinet. It looked very old and was already rusty.

The eldest sister looked up at Lonely Star Lake: "Before the old director died, he handed over this iron box to me, and told me that if a boy named Lonely Star Lake came to Xingxing Orphanage to find someone in the future, he would give this iron box to me. He, people have a bad memory when they get old, if you don't come again, I will really forget about it."

The eldest sister handed the tin box to Ji Xinghu, and said with a smile: "I have finally successfully completed the task entrusted to me by the old director."

Ji Xinghu stared blankly at the iron box in his hand, feeling inexplicably nervous.

Luan Shu said, "Sister, can we both take a look around?"

The eldest sister nodded: "Of course."

Luan Shu thanked him, grabbed Ji Xinghu's wrist, and led him outside.

The orphanage is a big place, there is really nothing to go, Luan Shu just wants to find a quiet place to stay, so that Lonely Star Lake can not be disturbed.

They walked into a small classroom and sat in the last row by the window. The sunlight just came in, bright and warm.

Ji Xinghu took a deep breath, opened the lid of the box, the inside was empty, only an old yellowed envelope was lying on the bottom of the box, and there was a line of black words on the envelope: For my son Xinghu.

The nose suddenly became sour, and tears rolled down.

Ji Xinghu hastily wiped his eyes with the back of his hand and laughed out loud.

"It's my dad's handwriting," he said with a smile, "I know it."

There is a black leather notebook at home, which is used by Ji Mingsheng when he goes to work. It is full of trivial matters at work. Ji Xinghu has read it over and over a hundred times, and he is very familiar with Ji Mingsheng's handwriting.

Luan Shu said, "Open it quickly and see what's written in the letter."

Ji Xinghu gave a "hmm", picked up the envelope, carefully tore open the seal, and pulled out a letter from inside.

The letter paper was old and yellow, and had a faint musty smell.

Ji Xinghu unfolded the letter paper and read his father's letter with joy and sorrow.

Xinger:

I am dad.

It's ten o'clock in the evening, and you are sleeping soundly in your mother's arms, and your mother is also asleep. I'm sitting next to me writing a letter, and the air is full of the smell of milk on your body.

The six months you were born were the happiest time in the life of your parents, but at the same time, I often feel panic because I don’t know when the happy life will end.

I once did a wrong thing, which planted the seeds of disaster for our future.Before you came, I was never afraid of anything, but after you were born, I often felt afraid and regretted this wrong thing, and I was afraid that you would suffer misfortune because of it.

But I'm not going to tell you what it is, it's my secret, a secret that even your mother doesn't know.

What I want to tell you is another secret.

Mom and Dad are not ordinary humans. We are snow peacocks, a bird that lives in seclusion in the snow-capped mountains and has never been discovered by humans.Because of an avalanche, your mother and I drifted to Yiremu Lake, and because of some unknown mysterious power, we have the ability to turn into humans.

I became a little boy and your mother turned into a little girl. We were picked up by humans and sent to the Star Orphanage in Keketuohai Town.

The time after that is long and trivial, so I won't tell you one by one.

Later, my mother and I grew up, left Keketuohai, came to the distant Hongshi, and started a new life.

We worked here, we got married, we bought a house, we gave birth to you.

When your mother was first pregnant, she was very worried. She was afraid that she would be born with a peacock egg, which would probably scare the delivery doctor to death.Fortunately, you are a very normal little baby, and you are so beautiful, the neighbors say that they have never seen a baby doll that is more beautiful than you.

In a blink of an eye, you are already half a year old, and there is still no sign of turning into a peacock, but I am not completely relieved.I hope you never become a peacock, because this world does not tolerate aliens.The biggest wish of your mother and I is to hope that you can grow up healthy as a normal person and live an ordinary and happy life, just like we are now.It would be great if we could be with you all the time. If not, your aunt Shan Shuling will definitely take care of you instead of your parents. They are all very, very good people.

If you read this letter, my mother and I are probably gone. This is the price my father should pay for doing that wrong thing. No one is to blame, but I am too greedy.

I don't want to hurt your aunt Shan Shuling, so I wrote this letter and sent it to the director of the orphanage.If your parents are with you all the time, you won't be able to read this letter.If something happens to your parents, you should want to visit the place where your parents grew up, and then the dean will pass this letter to you.

By the time you read this letter, you should have grown up, right?

?Still 20 years old?

Dad really wants to go to the future to see what my little Xinger looked like at that time.

Let's stop here, you woke up and started to make trouble, dad is going to make milk powder for you.

Xing'er, Dad wishes you peace and prosperity all year round.

My mother and I will always love you.

September 2002, 3 night

After reading the letter word for word, at the end, Luan Shu was crying and laughing by the Lonely Star Lake, Luan Shu hugged him distressedly, patted his back lightly, silently comforting him.

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