paranoia

"The light shines in, the rain hits my withered branches, and I'm about to be reborn."

"Er Yang, hurry up and call someone." Yang Jie nodded slightly to Hu Yiyi, who was looking out of the window, and twisted Er Yang's back hard, forcing his tears back, "This child is shy. People are about to cry. Dean Hu, I will comfort him first, and he will be fine soon.

Er Yang was dragged halfway to Yang Jie's office, stood behind the door a little uneasy, looked at Yang Jie who was locking the door, and called softly, "Mother Yang..."

After confirming that no one was following, Yang Jie pulled the curtains tightly, pulled Eryang to him viciously, and threatened, "What should I say later, what should I say, don't I need to teach you again?" ?”

Eryang nodded vigorously, the little braids on both sides dangling in beautiful arcs, his eyes were full of grievances, his arms were already reddened, and his bones ached from the force.

Yang Jie looked at Eryang's obedient and obedient appearance, and was a little satisfied, but still worried.None of them thought that the adopter would come early because of the schedule, so they didn't hit the kid much at all. If a flaw is revealed later and the sponsorship is messed up, neither she nor Eryang can escape.

"Bring me the bamboo strip first." Yang Jie let go of Eryang's exposed arm, and leaned against the desk with a dark face, instructing Eryang to get the 'pointer' that she used most conveniently. I repeat."

Eryang tremblingly handed over the bamboo stick that was only as thick as his index finger to Yang Jie, stood aside with his head down, and replied hesitantly, "You can't speak loudly...you can't say you're a boy..."

Yang Jie used bamboo sticks to draw Eryang's back. Her skirt was thin, and every place the bamboo sticks passed left creepy hairs that could not be erased. She said sharply, "What else?"

"Also... and Mother Yang and Dean Hu have worked hard to take care of us...the courtyard can't keep so many children, I hope the new parents and mothers can help us..."

"Just say that later, do you hear me?" Yang Jie turned the bamboo stick around and poked the thick end back and forth on Er Yang's thin chest. It didn't take much effort to make him understand that he dared to talk nonsense. "Hurry up and wash your arms with cold water, and remember to smile for me later, you know!"

"I heard it." Eryang squatted on the ground, picked up the watering can for flowers, and rinsed his red and swollen arms. The cold water with a pungent smell poured on his body, and he shivered violently.

"Okay, okay, go out quickly, it's time to wait." Yang Jie put away her mobile phone, pulled up Eryang, and pulled his skirt down to make sure that all the injuries on her body were covered before turning him He picked it up and walked to the door with a smile.

Eryang lay on top of her and didn't dare to move, because Yang Jie's hand was pinching his calf, he was a little scared, afraid that if he said something wrong later, his mother would pinch her, Yang Jie's fingernails were long, every time It will take a long time for Wuqing to heal after pinching him.

Immediately approaching the dean's office, Yang Jie turned her head to Eryang's ear and reminded softly, "Don't be so bitter, who owes you?"

Eryang rubbed his stiff face with his hands a few times, pulled his mouth vigorously and smiled for the first time in a long time, but his eyes were full of misery.

"Mr. Song, the current situation of our orphanage is like this. I hope that we can get some help from you in the future expansion." Hu Yiyi took out a pack of good cigarettes from the drawer, tore open the transparent packaging, and pretended to light it for Song Kuanyu.

"President Hu," Guan Zhiwen stopped Song Kuanyu's hand to light a cigarette, his eyebrows slightly frowned, and there was a trace of doubt in his gentle tone, "Our Kuanyu doesn't smoke."

Song Kuanyu knew that she was angry when Guan Zhiwen called him 'Kuanyu'. Usually, Professor Guan was not restricted by the intimate address, and always followed his students to call him 'Mr. Song'.He quickly pulled Guan Zhiwen behind him, blocked Hu Yiyi's hand, and said unhurriedly: "Dean Hu, I'm overthinking, we're just here to finish the formalities and take Yang Yang away. There are other children in the yard who need our help, so we will naturally do our part."

"Mr. Song, you are here for a special trip to Beijing, why don't you leave now, I'll be the host tonight and go to 'North Lake No. Stuff it in the ashtray, and then invite Song Kuanyu to have dinner together.

Although Song Kuanyu and Guan Zhiwen are not from Beijing, they have come to Beijing for academic exchanges and visits from time to time, and they also know that this "North Lake No. [-]" is a famous place for VIP banquets.Just now they went around in a circle, and all the children were yellow and thin, and they were suffering from long-term malnutrition. Unexpectedly, Dean Hu not only decorated his office magnificently, but also used tens of thousands of tobacco for entertainment. Leaf of the Sky'.

Guan Zhiwen couldn't stand Hu Yisheng's smog, so he went to the corridor to get some air after explaining a few words. As soon as he looked up, he saw Yang Jie walking this way with Eryang in his arms, and hurriedly greeted him: "Yangyang, Yangyang .”

Eryang heard the gentle female voice just now, turned his head from Yang Jie's shoulder, and whispered back like a mosquito: "Hello, Auntie."

Yang Jie held the force on Eryang's calf and immediately went home, grinning and reminding in a low voice: "Call Mom."

"Hiss...Mom..." The ground being held happened to be where I was kicked two days ago. It was not healed yet, and it hurt when I moved a little. Eryang gritted his teeth and suppressed the tears. .

"What's wrong with Yangyang?" Guan Zhiwen had just glanced out the window, but didn't see clearly. He only saw the back of Eryang serving food for his younger siblings. Look.At that time, she felt that adopting this child was the right choice, so when Eryang turned to look at her, she couldn't hide a deep smile on her face.

When I got closer, I found that Eryang's eyes were sparkling, as if he was about to cry, his heart ached so badly, his gentle fingertips stroked Eryang's fair face, and softly comforted him: "Yangyang don't cry, I'm not a stranger, I'm here to pick you up, and we'll be a family from now on."

Eryang is very sensitive to the word "going home". The most important people in his life once told him to take him home, but in the end he was the only one left outside the door of "home". hovering.

The touched tears rolled down uncontrollably, no matter how strong the grip on the calf was, it couldn't control him.

Guan Zhiwen always liked children, not to mention that the child in front of him was about to be her child, and he was full of heartache, and quickly stepped back to put a certain distance between them, and said anxiously: "Yangyang, don't cry, mommy will go away!" Stay away, and come back after you get used to me, okay?"

Eryang let go of the hand hanging around Yang Jie's neck, shook it towards Guan Zhiwen, and said with a sob, "Mom..."

As soon as Guan Zhiwen heard Er Yang's hoarse cry, his nose was sore, he quickly stood over and picked him up, and said comfortingly: "Yangyang don't cry, mom is here to pick you up, I'll buy you some delicious food in the future Yes, I will buy you a beautiful princess dress..."

Eryang was lying in her arms, wiping away tears with his small hands, crying too hard and choking so hard that he couldn't speak, so when Song Kuanyu came out of the office, he saw the two mothers and daughters hugging each other and crying, Yang Jie beside him was embarrassed Standing where they were, those who didn't know thought they were being bullied.

"Professor Guan," Song Kuanyu strode over, put his generous hand on Guan Zhiwen's shoulder and patted it lightly, lowered his head to look at Eryang, who was dying from crying, and joked lovingly, "Your child, cry as you please." Getting pear blossoms with rain makes people feel distressed."

Guan Zhiwen cast a coquettish look at Song Kuanyu who was teasing him, and said, "A lot of people are not serious at all ages."

"Yangyang, don't listen to your mother's nonsense," Eryang is still a seven-year-old child no matter how thin he is, and Guan Zhiwen won't hold him for long, Song Kuanyu took him over and hugged him in his arms, letting him sit in his arms On the crook of his arm, with a smile on his face, "Dad is serious. None of the young people in class are not afraid of me. Even your mother was the same back then. She didn't even dare to meet my eyes."

"Young poor, you were a teaching assistant back then, what did you say, who is afraid of you?" Guan Zhiwen unpacked a handful of wet tissues from his satchel, wiped away the tears for Eryang carefully, He was blaming Song Kuanyu but happiness was written all over his face.

"Okay, okay, don't be afraid, don't be afraid, I'm afraid you can do it."

He didn't know when Er Yang fell asleep, maybe it was because the new father's embrace was too warm, and he lost consciousness unconsciously while nestling in it, and found himself in the car when he woke up.

Eryang opened his heavy eyes and began to look around. There was no Yang Jie, no Hu Yisheng, no smelly beds and a small dark room. There were orange lights flashing around, and sitting in front of him were his new parents. , while wearing clean new clothes.

Guan Zhiwen was chatting with Song Kuanyu, discussing about going back to Hangzhou to enroll in the Eryang Gang, when he saw Eryang woke up in the rearview mirror, he turned his head with a smile and said, "Are you awake?"

Eryang was still a little dazed, he didn't wake up from the strange environment all of a sudden, he responded with a soft "um" from his nasal cavity, and then turned his head to look at the outside world, warm, bright, noisy, he hasn't seen it for a long time After coming out of the orphanage, the corners of his mouth raised uncontrollably, and he happily said to Guan Zhiwen, "Mom, have I come out yet?"

Guan Zhiwen took out a small cake from his bag and handed it to Eryang, and said softly: "Well, it's out. Are you hungry? I didn't call you when I saw you fell asleep. We are going to the airport, and the flight will be there later." Back to Hangzhou, let’s go home. Yangyang, do you know Hangzhou?”

Eryang took the exquisite cake and put it aside, drooped down in frustration and blinked a few times to hold back the tears, and said flatly: "I know."

"Have you been there before?" Guan Zhiwen asked softly.

When she just signed the document, she saw Eryang's original name, and also saw that he had only been admitted to the hospital for two years.Eryang's immature face on the admission record book hurt her deeply, and her tender heart was hurting, and she couldn't help but wonder how much this child had suffered to change from the innocent and innocent child in the past. become like this.

"Well, I've been there." Eryang didn't know how to answer, his little feet dangling back and forth on the back chair, "I'm from Hangzhou."

Guan Zhiwen didn't know that Hangzhou was Eryang's birthplace, so he didn't fill in the information, it only said that he was abandoned and sent to the gate of the orphanage.

"Does Yang Yang remember where his home used to be?" Guan Zhiwen thought that if Er Yang was abducted by human traffickers and still remembered where his home was, the two of them would help send the child back.

"It's gone." Eryang lowered his head even harder, his eyes filled with tears, his mouth trembled uncontrollably, "Mom and Dad are gone, grandma is gone, Yangyang's home is gone..."

"Yangyang don't cry, Yangyang don't cry, mother is wrong, mother said wrong words." Guan Zhiwen immediately asked Song Kuanyu to park the car aside, opened the door of the back seat, hugged him in his arms and patted his back Coax him.

Song Kuanyu looked at the two mother and son who were crying again in the rearview mirror, and with a flash of inspiration, he turned his head and smiled and said to Eryang, "Yangyang, daddy will give you a new name, okay?"

"Jijing reveals the light on the far shore, and the mountains and green mountains fall to Fangzhou in the evening."

"This is Dad's favorite poem. Wanzhou, Wanzhou, Yangyang will follow Dad's surname from now on, called Song Wanzhou, okay?"

Guan Zhiwen hugged Eryang, and when he heard Song Kuanyu's new name, he smiled: "'Song Wanzhou' sounds nice, and it's worthy of the book you teach. Yangyang, do you like it?"

Song Wanzhou blinked his teary eyes, and snorted fiercely from his nasal cavity: "Mmm!"