did you see my dad

Ever since Gaozhuan had an extra child to raise, without the knowledge of the higher-ups, it seemed to be a lot more lively.

For example, when Christmas is more than ten days away, Yi Dizhi, as the leader, has already held a small meeting to discuss whether to have a Christmas celebration and add some cultural performances and other activities.

"What I see every day is fighting and killing," Yi Dizhi pushed his glasses pretending to be profound, holding a book "How to Give Children a Bright Future" and said earnestly, "We want to give children a healthy growth. environment!"

The panda actively raised his hand: "I can punch!"

Yi Dizhi: "...Besides this, think again."

Yidizhi turned his head to look at Qihai, and raised his eyebrows to signal him to continue.

The elite social animals silently took out their short knives.

"Okay." Pressing his knife down, Yidizhi's face looked more sluggish than usual. He was expecting too much from this group of guys. He closed the book and sighed, "Let me arrange it."

He changed the book from the table, and there were a few large characters written on it-"Cinderella".

In the infirmary, Nitro was very busy, so she obediently sat on the stool and looked out the window.

Huali broke her finger last night. If the calculation is correct, the door to the basement will be opened in only five days. A three-year-old child is a little more distressed by this.

Although she didn't find her own father, Gojo Wu's father treated her very well, and the people in the high school also took good care of her. Compared with being sent to the orphanage, Huali already feels very happy here.

Also a good option if staying here.

but……

A small figure outside the window caught Huali's attention. It was a rabbit-like creature, struggling to climb up the wall and reach the window.

That is--

Mike.

Seemingly exhausted, his paws lay on the transparent glass, looking at her from afar.

Huali jumped off the stool all at once, and the creaking sound of the stool attracted Nitzi's attention, but she was treating the wounds of the wounded, and after a glance at her, she didn't notice anything unusual.

But she still subconsciously asked her: "Huali, where are you going?"

"Sister Nitzi, I'll just play at the door."

If it is not denied, it means agreeing, Huali immediately ran out to the window, stood on tiptoe and reached out to hug Mi Ke down.

Mi Ke was only as big as a palm, holding Huali's fingers coquettishly.

Despite the appearance of a rabbit, the words Mi Ke said were mechanical: "Hua Li, have you found your father?"

"No," Huali lowered her eyelashes to tidy up her hair, "but they are very good to Huali! They will also buy sucking jelly for Huali!"

Because of this, Huali was very tangled.

Moreover, her uncle is still here, and she hasn't seen what her mother left behind.

"Then you can't stay," Mi Ke said with impersonal indifference in his mechanical voice, "The bloodline is different, you will be discovered by that door, one month is the deadline I can stick to, if If you force yourself to stay, the door will automatically make a decision to destroy the world. Huali, you have to think clearly..."

This was the first time Huali had heard such a result, and she thought she could choose as she wished.

It seems that she really can't stay here.

She held Mi Ke in her arms and snuggled for a while, but the result was decided, Huali had no choice but to go back to the dormitory to prepare all the gifts for everyone.

Last time, she ordered the wine bought for Sister Nitro, and her father said that the pickled pickles that Principal Ye Moth likes to eat are still in the refrigerator, the dried pork that Panda likes, Qihai's latest bread flavor, and...

Dad's Kikufuku.

Huali poked her head out of the refrigerator and scanned the quiet room. Would Dad feel as bored as she did in such a room alone?

She didn't know, she ran to the bed and picked up her doll, her head was limp, she seemed not energetic.

"Cheer up, Huali doll!" Huali shook her and tried to straighten her up, but the doll was lifeless and would not listen to her commands.

Instead, a bit of cotton came out of the Huali doll's pocket—this place was sewn by Huali herself, and the gap is relatively large.Showing up is justifiable.

Guiltyly poking the cotton in again, she suddenly thought of the story Gojo Satoru told her last night.

"When the mother fox goes out to look for food, she will hide small pine cones in every corner of the room, so that the little fox Huali can have food to eat while playing games."

Huali went to the refrigerator to get a few sucking jellies and stuffed them in. Mi Ke watched her go back and forth, sometimes stuffing a button on her clothes, and then stuffing her little hairpin in. , There is really nothing stuffed, Mi Ke reminded her from the side: "You can leave some letters for him."

Huali suddenly realized.

Finding the post-it notes left over from last time, Huali lay down beside the bed and wrote one after another, and then posted them in some hidden corners.

It feels like a treasure hunt!

Huali wrote a few more photos and posted them in other people's rooms. She picked one of the photos sent by the playground last time and put it in her bag. After she finished her work, Principal Noctua Moth picked her up.

The place where he used to make dolls had already set up the stage. When Huali passed by, they were rehearsing their temporary script for the first time under the command of Yidizhi.

Qihai's stepmother waved the dagger in her hand and said in a translated voice: "Oh, is my stepdaughter Cinderella cleaning up properly?"

The eldest daughter of Nitrogen smiled softly in a white coat: "Of course, mother."

Yidizhi's second daughter smiled, and her face twitched: "Maybe she's being lazy, let me check it out!"

Huali has never seen the live-action version of Cinderella. Offstage, she focused on the performance of the crowd, her eyes sparkling.

Principal Night Moth asked her, "Do you like it?"

Huali nodded vigorously, her eyes still on the stage.

Noctua didn't know when he had already sewed a little blue dress for Cinderella. He stuck it on Huali's body and compared the size: "It just fits."

"Go and change it, Huali Cinderella." He indulged in this strange Christmas celebration, and by the way, he took over all the costumes of everyone, and became a qualified behind-the-scenes.

Even when he was indifferently accused by the high-level of being idle, he carried it down fearlessly. After seeing the innocent smile on Huali's face, he felt that it was all worth it.

As for the report, let Gojo Satoru write it.

So happy to decide.

Huali blushed a little shyly when she came on stage for the first time. She held a small broom in her hand, and was reminded by others to salute in front of Qihai, who played the role of stepmother, with a small skirt. Her voice was soft and indescribable. Wei: "Mom, Huali has been cleaned properly."

After finishing speaking, she looked at him pitifully.

Qihai couldn't continue with her lines.

In the audience, his face was deep and contoured, and Qi Hai who took off his goggles looked much gentler. After seeing Huali came on stage, he had already put away the dagger, and replaced it with a small fan that he did not know where to find. In the palm of her hand.

That force is lighter than clapping your hands.

"I didn't clean it up, so I will punish you."

Huali withdrew her hand and responded sweetly: "Huali knows!"

Everyone: Hey, this script is not right.What's the matter with being inexplicably spoiled?

But a few people felt that there was no problem and continued to act like this. Fortunately, Huali was very familiar with the story of Cinderella, even if she didn't recite the words, the content she said was almost the same.

Gojo Satoru didn't know how long he watched in the audience. When the prince needed to come on stage, they realized that there seemed to be an actor missing, and Gojo Satoru jumped on it directly.

Shining goldenly, he recommended himself in front of everyone: "Apart from Wutiao teacher, who else is more suitable for this role~"

Everyone: Tsk, as always, I'm flat.

Huali held a small broom and made a suggestion: "Brother Fuhei can play the prince! Huali likes it!"

Gojo Satoru, who was rejected by the heroine, denied her proposal, childishly putting his hands on his hips: "He can't come, only Teacher Wujo can act!"

Huali pouted and said why she disliked him: "Father is too old."

I don't know who laughed first, then there were bursts of low laughs, Huali laughed blatantly, showing a row of small white teeth.

Thinking about leaving soon, Huali felt aggrieved, and said somewhat reluctantly: "Then dad."

Wujo Wujo put his hands on his hips triumphantly.

By the time they had almost come down together, it was already dark.

Huali yawned and was carried back by Gojo Wu, and the two of them were exhausted after cleaning up.

Although sleepy, Huali resisted the drowsiness and opened her eyes until Gojo Satoru finished cleaning up.After taking a good bath, Wujo Wu lay on the bed and found that Huali was still awake, so he couldn't help poking her cheek: "Hungry?"

Mi Ke pretended to be a doll motionless and was placed on the bedside table by her, and no abnormalities were found.

Huali shook her head, she took Gojo Wu's fingers: "Father, Huali is leaving."

Gojo Satoru held her in his arms and kissed her forehead: "Huali won't leave, dad is here."

"Four more days," she held up four fingers to show him, and told him very seriously, "Hua Li is going home."

Gojo Satoru took off the blindfold and looked at her. He didn't know why a little panic rose in his heart. He and Huali looked at each other: "Why are you leaving?"

"If you don't leave," Huali didn't know how to describe the result, she explained in a child's way, "There will be nothing here, I don't want to do this again."

Gojo Satoru could only conclude from her mouth that this might be a bad result, he seemed to have caught something, but was quickly swept away.Huali hugged his cheek and moved closer to him, with reluctance in her eyes: "Huali can't stay, dad, don't be too sad, I will miss you."

"Don't think too much," Wujou flattened the corners of his mouth, and his face was a little more serious as if fighting, "I'm here, no one can take Huali away."

He coaxed Huali to sleep, and he had no sleep all night.

He began to check for suspicious people around Gaozhuan, or looking for clues from Xia Youjie. He even went to the senior management of Gaozhuan, but found nothing unusual.

Huali was obviously forced to leave here, but he couldn't think of anyone who could take her away.

but--

He opened his eyes.

When Huali first appeared, it was very sudden.

In such a remote place, when he carried out his mission, he did not find any traces of human existence.

Feeling bad about being out of his control, Gojo Satoru absent-mindedly cooperated with the rehearsal, not knowing what Huali and Noctua Zhengdao said, and the performance was moved to the fourth day ahead of schedule.

That's what Huali said, the day she was about to leave.

However, that day when the higher-ups issued a task, Qi Hai had no choice but to take the task and leave the college, and there was no one to take the vacated position, so Huali asked in a low voice, "Can I call my uncle to play?"

Although the higher-ups issued an order to kill him, if he wanted to come, the people from the high school might not necessarily do anything to him.

"He might not agree," Wujou Wu didn't quite believe that Xia Youjie would come, "maybe we can let Zhuanke replace it."

"I want to ask my uncle," Huali insisted. After all, this is also the last day of her stay here, and she also hopes that uncle can come to the scene to watch her performance. "Is it okay, Dad?"

Gojo Satoru handed her the phone without any resistance.

Just when he thought that he didn't have Xia Youjie's phone number, Huali took out a small note, poked the number keys one by one with his index finger, and typed them.

After beeping twice, a man answered the phone on the other end.

Xia Youjie, who saw the phone going around the toilet, was wearing casual clothes, so he naturally said yes.

"It will be a while before we come," Gojo Satoru looked at the moonlight outside the door, unable to hide his doubts, "Can he catch up to this point?"

As soon as the words fell, Xia Youjie came out from the side.

Gojo Satoru: ... At this speed, Jie must have come a long time ago!