"Grandpa, I'm here to see you."
Yang Xuan came to Director Sun's room.
Director Sun was a crippled old man. He was once a soldier, and his leg injury was left on the battlefield.
Director Sun stood up, and although his body was a little crooked, his back was very straight. When he looked at Yang Xuan, his eyes were full of spirit." Little Yang, you're here. I know that you saved people in the nursing home. Alright, you did well."”
Compared to the praises of others, Director Sun's praise made Yang Xuan very happy.
He chatted with Director Sun for a while, and then Director Sun pulled Yang Xuan along as usual and talked to the photos hanging on the wall in glass frames.
"Xiao Yang, do you know Xiao Hua?”
"Yes, Sister Hua, you're a few years older than me.”
"She's working at the National Aerospace Research Institute now.”Director Sun smiled proudly.
"And this one, Xiao Nan. He's working in the foreign education department now. He's very good at negotiating with foreigners.”Director Sun pointed at a picture of a little boy and gave him a thumbs up.
"And this Cheng Cheng, he was always mischievous when he was young. Now, he actually decided to play the piano.”
Director Sun pointed at the photos and talked about them. From time to time, a gratified smile appeared on his face.
This was the rule of the welfare institute. When some children first came in, they would take a few photos. After they were adopted by kind-hearted people, they would also take a few photos when they left. The institute would often contact the adoptive children to ask about their situation.
Due to the differences in their childhood experiences, most of the children who went out of the welfare institute had a tougher personality than ordinary children.
Yang Xuan's photo was also on this wall.
When he was looking at the photo, he saw a photo of a little girl with yellow hair, a thin figure, and slightly dark skin in the corner.
He couldn't help but look over.
Because of what Ning Qingqiu told him, he inexplicably thought of the little girl called Shen Nianqiu when he was young.
"Grandpa, do you still remember this little girl?”
Yang Xuan pointed at Shen Nianqiu's photo.
Director Sun went forward to take a look and pushed his glasses up." This girl…She seems to have a Shu accent. Her name is…what is it…Little Loach…I don't quite remember her full name…But I have a deep impression of her grandfather. Her grandfather is from Dongyang City and his family is quite rich. I met him a while ago and chatted with him for a while. He said proudly that his granddaughter is very successful now and that he will hand over the family business to her in the future.”
People from Dongyang City…
Yang Xuan did not ask any more questions.
His gaze fell on the photo. In the photo, Little Loach had a small star made of white stone hanging from its neck.
And this little star was a gift from Yang Xuan. He had nothing better to do and was playing with it.
Back then, he had grinded many small stones like this and given them to many children.
When he gave her this little star, he told her that the little star represented him. When she felt lonely and afraid, seeing it was equivalent to having him by her side.
"How could I not be so lucky? If only there was a beautiful woman like Ning Qingqiu waiting for me.”
Yang Xuan thought of Ning Qingqiu and couldn't help but feel sorry for her.
……
At home, Ning Qingqiu had tidied himself up beautifully. Then, he took out his jewelry box and planned to put on his jewelry before going out.
She was going to attend a banquet this afternoon.
That was why she wanted to dress up beautifully.
She flipped through the jewelry box and an exquisite small box caught her attention.
She picked up the small box and opened it. A small white stone with a five-pointed star strung with a red string lay quietly inside.
She picked up the small white stone.
This was a gift from Yang Xuan when she was young. She still remembered the words Yang Xuan said when he gave it to her.
"Little Loach, I made this for you personally. Wearing it is equivalent to me accompanying you.”
"When you're lonely and afraid, seeing it is like me accompanying you.”
An image of an eight-year-old boy stroking her head and saying these words seriously appeared in her mind.
His heart warmed slightly, and a faint smile appeared on his face.
"Ning Qingqiu, you can do it.”
Ning Qingqiu clenched his fists and looked at himself in the mirror, cheering himself on.
Then, she put the white stone back and chose a suitable accessory to wear.
She wanted to wear this small stone and hope that Yang Xuan would discover it and know her identity.
However, when she thought of what Yang Xuan had said the other day, she felt that it was better not to wear the stone for now.
When they spent more time together, she would tell him her identity.
Thinking of the banquet in the afternoon, he frowned slightly.
Actually, she didn't really want to go, but she felt a little embarrassed if she didn't go.
However, when she thought about how she was married, no matter how much that person pursued her in the past, he should have given up now.
She looked at an invitation card with the words "happy housewarming" written on it and could not help but reveal a worried expression.
She was going to attend a housewarming party, and the other party was moving to Flan Estate…
……
"Hello, Mr. Yang. I'm Zhong Weiming, the manager of the business department of Fran Real Estate. You can call me Old Zhong.”At around two o'clock in the afternoon, a bespectacled middle-aged man with parting hair spoke to Yang Xuan respectfully at the entrance of Fran Villa.
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