Quick wear said it was unique

Chapter 18 Adopted Son, Dinner

It was drizzling that day, and the pattering raindrops wet the uneven bluestone slabs.

Yan Jing was walking on the wet road holding a black umbrella, when he suddenly heard a weak cry, despair, unwillingness, anger, and many complicated emotions.

It's really nice.

Gong Yanjing thought, seeing that he was so emotional and just pleased him, let's reach out to save his life, after all, he is a living being.

Thinking of this, he changed his way and walked towards the dark alley.

On the ground wet by the rain, the creature's wet fur was trembling, and its eyes looked desperate as if it was crying.The creature raised its head laboriously, glancing at him expectantly.

As soon as Gong Yanjing lowered his head, he happened to see himself reflected in those eyes. There was a bright gleam in Gong Yanjing's eyes, and he looked at those beautiful eyes almost obsessively, very happy.

The little creature curled up in the corner of the trash can finally took its last breath unwillingly because of Gong Yanjing's daze, and returned to the annihilated soul.

It wasn't until those transparent eyes had darkened that the scene would be full of light, and then it was a pity that I closed it.

He turned his head and saw its soul, and his obsessed eyes could no longer reflect him, showing resentment, pain, and a ferocious expression, until it turned into a light spot and dissipated helplessly.

With lost eyesight, the creature was no longer enough to move him.

"Boom ==!" The sound of the heavy object falling on the ground is extremely existential in the empty alleyway, tilting his head, Gong Yanjing saw the child who had the same disease as the dead kitten, fear, despair, hope, bright, Dodging eyes.

Gong Yanjing walked in, saw his ruthless self with black hair and high tufts in his eyes, suddenly ignored his resistance and the dirty dirt on his face, raised his chin, and looked straight into his eyes.

A move in my heart.

If that kind of mood can be described, it is similar to the joy of finding a novelty toy, a toy to prove his existence.

A living person in his heart is really nothing.

"Are you homeless?" Yan Jiayouqian stretched out his hand, leaned down and asked, his expression indifferent.

The boy was very thin and immature, he was stubborn and did not shed a single tear, his lips were tightly pressed, his dirty face was full of toughness, he was really a strong little man...

"You can stay at my house temporarily." Yan Jiayou said teasingly indifferently, but his eyes were indifferent by nature.

That expression should have been a kind of charity, a kind of taunt... The child should want to escape, but if he really wants to live...

He tremblingly placed his dirty hand in his palm, then nodded firmly.

...you must seize the opportunity no matter what.

He was so unwilling, unwilling to die so early, unwilling to die in obscurity, beside a dirty and wet trash can.

...like garbage.

"Heh." Yan Jiayouqian uttered a syllable similar to laughter, and hugged him in his arms regardless of the dirt on his body.The boy clenched his tiny fists tightly and closed his hateful eyes.

Before closing his eyes, he saw his icy eyes facing the sun, so indifferent, yet so bewitching...

Also so familiar.

Just like that, even though he was looked down upon so much, he firmly believed that he would not do anything to him.

This person's eyes can't hold everything, and he doesn't even care about his life. He treats life with indifference.

However, as long as such a person stretches out his hand, he won't throw him out easily and let him fall into the clutches of dying again.

The reality is so ironic.

But for children, such indifference is actually a rare and precious quality.

He had the feeling that he had to grasp the obsession in his hand, otherwise he would regret it for the rest of his life.

Although, he is so small.

"The young master is back." The butler in a suit and with combed hair opened the door for him and bowed respectfully.

The smile on the corner of his mouth was just right, neither too obsequious nor too indifferent, he lowered his head without the slightest curiosity, his eyes never swept away from the child in his arms, he was very well-bred.

"Yeah." Yan Jiayou nodded slightly, pushed the dirty cat curled up in his arms to the housekeeper's hand, and walked upstairs: "Clean him up and prepare some food for him."

"Yes, master." The butler didn't seem to care about the dirt staining his suit, and walked away with a respectful and generous expression behind Gong Yanjing's back.

"Who are you?" After a while, the butler returned to the living room with the cleaned boy. Yan Jiayouqian had already washed his body and changed into a new set of clothes.

It is a white silk Tang suit with a stand-up collar. The three pairs of buttons starting from the neck are twisted into the shape of a rose, and the skirt and cuffs are also surrounded by red circles.

But his expression was too indifferent, making the bright red look deserted.

He was sitting upright on the mahogany chair, surrounded by a noble but not gentle aura, the child stopped a little timidly far away from him and dared not go any further.Gong Yanjing didn't care, and asked lightly.

"No, I don't know, I don't remember." The child seemed to be only four or five years old, and he became more and more nervous in the shallow tone of Jia Jiayou, and replied a little tremblingly.

After seeing that he didn't speak anymore, he seemed to realize that he would not treat him well, so he quickly adjusted his mentality, and bowed deeply politely: "Well, thank you for the hospitality."

"No, you can tell anyone what you think of, and someone will take you home." Yan Jiayou glanced at him, and then turned to the housekeeper and said in a gentle voice: "Sir, son I'll leave it to you."

"Yes, young master." The butler put one hand on his chest and bowed in a stiff reply.

The child seemed to realize that he was not what he looked like, and suddenly said boldly, "I forgot my name, but you saved me, so you can give me a name, and I will be used by you from now on."

Really, bestial intuition.

"Oh?" For my use...?Yan Jiayou wondered interestingly, what kind of family created such a child?really looking forward to...

"Juetong, Gongjutong, this name will last until you go home." Gong Yanjing tilted his head cutely, looking like an exquisite and luxurious doll, but unfortunately his expression was too indifferent, no one got his cuteness point.

As he spoke, he helped the ladder to climb up the steps, not caring about the little wild cat he picked up.

At best, it was just a doll that he loved temporarily.

"Thank you." The boy looked at his disappearing figure firmly.

Gong Qiujun and Gong Mu accompanied him for a day, and when they came back from the park, they were shocked to see a several-year-old child.

"This... Xiaojing already has a child of this age?" The palace mother covered her face with her hands in surprise and exclaimed. She looked excitedly at Gong Juetong, touching here and pinching there. Like a curious baby.

Gong Juetong shrank his neck stiffly and let the palace mother's hands mess with him, not daring to move.

"Oh, Xiaojing, how can you deceive me?!" Gong Qiujun put his hands on his hips, looking very angry, and he didn't know what embarrassing things he thought of, and his angry eyebrows were about to tangle together: "Really, why? Why don't you tell me sooner?"

"Master, madam, this is the child picked up by the young master." The butler reminded seriously with a poker face, and after thinking for a while, he said, "He was brought back by the young master."

Is that so?Gong Qiujun was thoughtful.

"Ah, is that so?" The mother of the palace seemed a little disappointed. Seeing that the child seemed very nervous and cramped, she stroked her hair, quickly adjusted her facial expression, and squatted down to be at eye level with Gong Juetong to express herself Harmless and comforting: "Where are your parents?"

"I, I don't know." Gong Juetong was treated so enthusiastically, he took a step back awkwardly, and tightly clenched his hands hidden in his cuffs.

"Ah...that's it."

"Father and mother." Gong Yanjing stood in front of the door, saw his mother curious about the baby's hands and feet on a stranger, and didn't notice his existence for a long time, so he called helplessly.

"Oh, you're at home, Xiao Jing." The palace mother happily held her face and smiled, "Xiao Jing, where did you find this child today?"

"I picked it up from the trash can."

"You child, what did you say?" The palace mother angrily tugged at his sleeve to express her "anger".

"..." Gong Yanjing wisely chose to remain silent. He looked at the excited two elders with red faces, and knew that no one would care what he said now.

But it was really picked up from the trash can.

"Why don't you just adopt him?" Gong Qiujun said suddenly, "It looks pitiful, and has a good face, not like a bad-hearted child who knows how to repay his kindness."

"He's not suitable."

"Ok?"

"He has his own family, so it's not beautiful to forge a redundant relationship with him."

What Gong Yanjing wants to say is that since we may not be together in the future, we should not add bonds for no reason. This is blasphemy for emotions.

But subconsciously, he felt that such words seemed too heartless and utilitarian, too "inhuman", so he changed to a more peaceful term.

"Oh, how do you know? What if he doesn't have a home anymore? He said he doesn't know where his family is, and if you don't hurry up and have a child, mother will be lonely without her child!" Gong The mother covered her mouth and pretended to complain.

"Well, your mother is right. Let's talk about the future. It will never be a big deal. You picked him up because of the fate between you. You should adopt him before his family arrives." Gong Qiujun had a strange expression on his face. It seems to be smiling, and it seems to have some bitterness.

"That's right, that's how you are... Oh! Mom will regard him as my mother's grandson!"

Gong Yanjing had a dark face, the second elder was sure of him, but it was the first time that he acted vigorously and resolutely, so what happened...

"Yes, father and mother."

He didn't know that the second elder thought that he was the only one who "carried him back". It must be difficult for him to receive such treatment from him. His own child finally treated an outsider like this. Of course, he had to act first. Just get rid of the bad habit of cleanliness, and can bear the contact with the little wife?

If Gong Yanjing knew their intentions, he would definitely say that this is just holding a temporarily favorite toy...

Next chapter Parent-child, take precautions

Mark~