Picked up a bunch of hair in the game

"Zhao Zhao, why are you crying?"

The five dolls approached cautiously, squatting beside him with worried faces.

"It's okay, it was just a dream."

Xu Zhaohe sat up from the bed, wiped away the tears that slid down his chin, opened the curtains and looked out the window at the bright and dazzling sunlight.

"What's the date today?" he asked.

The dolls looked at each other and whispered, "January [-]st, New Year's Day."

"Where's Shen Chen?"

Xu Zhaohe got out of bed, went to the living room and poured himself a glass of water.

Wu Wa followed behind with her little skirt in her hands, and said more carefully, "He didn't come out."

"Huh?" Zhao Zhao put down the water glass, "Is there any finishing work to be done?"

"This one……"

Diaodiaowa drew circles on the ground with her toes, "It's hard to say."

While the other dolls were winking so hard that they almost turned their eyes out, Diao Diao finally braked and changed the subject: "Zhao Zhao, do you want something delicious today?"

Brother Zhao picked up his phone and looked through it. He happened to find the message Wang Xiaopang sent him, and said to the dolls, "I'll take you out today."

Wuwa raised her hands high: "Okay!"

With a big backpack on his back to pack the dolls, Xu Zhaohe went to the supermarket to buy some things, and took a taxi to the orphanage with both hands.

It is very different from 16 years ago. The gate has been repaired twice. In recent years, there are more and more kind-hearted people. The life of the orphanage is not sad.

He looked up at the huge sign at the door, as if it gradually overlapped with the rainy day many years ago. The man once stood under it with a black umbrella all night.

Xu Zhaohe withdrew his gaze and stepped into the orphanage.

Wang Xiaopang was playing games with the children in the yard, when he saw brother Zhao coming, he asked an older child to lead him to continue playing, and went up to meet him himself.

The children here are also very familiar with Brother Zhao, and after getting a big bag of snacks, they obediently ran to the side and shared them.

Just revised the memory of 16 years ago, and those brightly colored pictures are still in front of my eyes, now looking at the chubby who is only about the same weight as 16 years ago, Brother Zhao is also full of embarrassment.

Seeing his expression, Wang Xiaopang's complexion changed, and he said vigilantly: "What bad idea are you thinking?"

"How is it possible?" Brother Zhao said indifferently, then handed him the things in his hand, and walked in by himself, "Where's Auntie Dean?"

"It's in the office." Wang Xiaopang was holding a big bag of food without complaining, and the corner of his mouth was grinning, "Have you bought enough meat for hot pot at noon today?"

"Enough for three meals for you."

"Hahahaha, absolutely!"

The two parted ways at the intersection, Wang Xiaopang went to the kitchen, Xu Zhaohe knocked on the door and entered the office.

"Please come in."

The dean's gentle voice sounded, and then he saw a smile on the young man who opened the door, "Zhao Zhao is here."

"En." Xu Zhaohe nodded.

Compared with many years ago, the dean is no longer young, but his gentle temperament and love for them have not changed at all.

"Happy New Year's Day," he said.

"you're also happy."

The dean took off his glasses, looked very happy for him to come, and dragged him to chatter about the daily life.

Xu Zhaohe has been echoing, not indifferent, and finally when the dean said he was tired and couldn't help drinking water, he said: "Can I see the record book from 16 years ago?"

"Huh?" The dean's face became ethereal under the mist of hot water, "What's wrong?"

"Nothing," he said calmly, "I just want to confirm something."

They are all children raised since childhood, and there is no secret, the dean responded and went to the file cabinet to search.

Xu Zhaohe stood aside and waited, looking at the dean's back and suddenly asked: "Have I ever been adopted?"

"Huh?" The dean looked back at him and couldn't help laughing, "How is it possible, you grew up by my side since childhood."

Sure enough, no one remembered, Xu Zhaohe lowered his eyes and let out a soft "hmm".

He knew the answer a long time ago, so he was not too disappointed. With a calm face, he took the record book handed over by the dean, and started looking through it from 16 years ago.

Seeing this, the dean continued to deal with things on the sidelines. Xu Zhaohe sat across from her and started to look through the adoption records. Sure enough, there was no record of him being adopted.

Then he went to look at the donation records of caring people. He didn't expect much at first, but his hands trembled suddenly when he saw the familiar name.

The dean on the opposite side noticed something was wrong with him and asked, "What's wrong?"

From 16 years ago to ten years ago, the orphanage received nearly a hundred donations from a person named "Shen Chen".

The amount of money is not fixed, and there are even a few dollars and a few cents, which makes people wonder whether he has taken out all his money every time.

"This person..." Xu Zhaohe took a few deep breaths, trying to suppress the red eyes, and pushed the record book towards the dean, "Do you have any impression of this person?"

"Shen Chen..."

The dean pushed his glasses, stared at the top and began to meditate, then scratched his head with a puzzled look on his face, "It's strange, this person has donated so many times, logically speaking, I must have an impression... Hey, what's going on? thing?"

"never mind……"

Xu Zhaohe stood up, and the chair let out a piercing scream behind him in a hurry.

He lowered his head, letting the tears fall, his vision blurred.

"It's all right now, thank you."

The dean showed a smile: "You're welcome."

Xu Zhaohe turned and left the dean's room in silence. Is the dense list of names in the record book the last kindness of the rules to Shen Chen?

In fact, he also left traces here.

If he had seen it earlier, would he have remembered it?

His chest seemed to be hit hard by something, blood gushed out, his rotten heart was riddled with holes, and he lost the strength to breathe.

The dolls were held quietly in their hands, as if they knew what had happened, they all huddled together and sighed.

Xu Zhaohe put his backpack on the long steps, then walked down alone and stood in the courtyard, looking up at the dark clouds covering the sun, and then scattered snowflakes falling.

Near lunch time, the children were called back to the house by the adults, and he was the only one standing under the hazy sky, just like 16 years ago, he stood here waiting every day, watching him leave every day.

A black umbrella suddenly appeared in his hand, and he caressed it with lowered eyes, strips of red light flashed, interweaving blood-red marks.

There is his blood on it, as well as Shen Chen's blood.

After merging with each other, they became a long red line.

One end is in the hands of Xu Zhaohe, and the other end, across two worlds, is in the hands of Shen Chen.

After lunch, Zhao Zhao returned home with five children, but Shen Chen still didn't show up.

It just so happened that Yanmu and the others called him to celebrate New Year's Day, so he bought a few more bags of ingredients and took the five dolls with him.

Conan has now been able to see Wu Wa when he opened the door without changing his face. Yan Mu and Ke Qing are busy making barbecue, and it happens that Brother Zhao brought a lot of fresh meat.

First fried the rabbit legs for the dolls, the four of them sat around the dining table and kept putting slices of meat on the iron plate. Hearing the sound of the meat being fried, Conan smiled happily: "Hahahaha the family is low." Matching version of barbecue!"

The three adults shook their heads, poured beer and walked away, chatting about what happened for nearly a year.

Since Xu Zhaohe entered the dungeon in April, they gradually got in touch, and it had been eight months since the end of the year.

Yan Mu sighed in his heart for a moment, and slowly began to cry while drinking heavily, covering his face and howling.

"By the way, I haven't had time to tell you that Black Hawk has been liquidated."

"Hi—" Yan Mu raised his rabbit eyes and hiccupped, "What did you say?"

Xu Zhaohe poured him another glass of wine, "There will probably be no more Black Eagles in the future."

Miguo had already died in the dungeon, and the dragons had no leader, so the Black Eagles dispersed. As for whether they will make a comeback in the future, that is a matter for the future.

Sure enough, when he heard the news, Yanmu drank the wine in his glass excitedly, then hugged his arms again and burst into tears.

Diao Diao Wa saw that he was crying pitifully, so she kindly gave him a rabbit leg, but she didn't expect to make Yan Mu cry again.

Diao Diao Wa froze in place like a sculpture, then spread his hands at Zhao Zhao with an innocent face, expressing that he had done nothing.

Xu Zhaohe patted his little head and comforted him, "It's okay, he was just too moved."

Yan Mu on the opposite side also nodded hastily, and hiccupped: "Yes, I'm touched!"

"Damn, I thought you were scared to cry by me!" Diao Diao Wa patted her chest and said reassuringly.

Yanmu: "..."

Yan Mu drank a whole bottle of beer silently before calming down.

After three rounds of drinking, he seemed drunk even on a sunny day drinking orange juice. He tore a long roll of paper from the sofa, wrapped himself up and went to the balcony to "hang himself".

This operation left the other three stunned. Only Xu Zhaohe got up silently, and walked towards the balcony gently hugging Qing Tian.

"I never asked you, why do you want to be a sunny baby?"

Sunny day fulfilled his wish and hung on the clothes rail, so that Zhao Zhao opened the window and floated in the wind, looking up at the night sky while circling, with a standard smile from beginning to end on the corner of his mouth.

"Because I hope tomorrow will be sunny~"

Sunny swings back to look at Xu Zhaohe, and asks with a smile, "Zhao Zhao, do you like the sun?"

Xu Zhaohe nodded: "I like it."

"I like it too." Sunshine, who used white toilet paper as a cape, really looked like a sunny doll at the moment.

Probably all things born in darkness yearn for sunshine.

...

One person and one baby went back after blowing the evening breeze for a while, and when they got closer, they saw four dolls lying on the table, showing their round bellies.

Diao Diao Wa was still stuffing things into her mouth, rolling her eyes while eating the meat that Zhao Zhao personally grilled just now, "If Shen Chen was here, we wouldn't be able to eat this meat!"

"Tsk - it smells so good!"

The other three babies agreed, Lucifer is really too stingy!

Siwa originally wanted to gain the approval of the three people present, after all, Zhaozhao had already made an official announcement, but he didn't expect the three of them to be taken aback at the same time.

Conan scratched his head and asked, "Who is Shen Chen?"

The dolls froze in place for a moment, and suddenly turned to look at Zhaozhao, and sure enough they saw him stop and stand not far away, quietly looking at the few people in the field.

After a while, he lowered his eyes to hide the suffocating sadness inside.

Even if the whole world will abandon him and forget him.

But he won't, never will.

……