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Beside him, when he approached, he braked the car all of a sudden, looking at him with excited and worried eyes, and frowned his small eyebrows nervously, which made people laugh a little bit.

"I'm fine, little brother, do you know me?"

"Big brother, you and another big brother saved me yesterday. I yesterday... I slipped out yesterday for fun and fell into the water accidentally. You guys saved me!"

It was only then that Mu Chen remembered that this boy was indeed a little familiar, he should be the one he saw yesterday, but he lost consciousness yesterday, and couldn't remember whether he had saved him at all, seeing that he was safe and sound now, he was considered letting go A big stone in my heart.

"Where is the other brother, have you seen him?"

"I just saw the grandfather of the yard calling him over, I will take you to find him!" The fat little hand took Mu Chen's hand, dragged him like a room, walked to the window, and whispered to him, " It's here, but don't disturb Grandpa in the courtyard", and then said a long "shh-" and waved to find his friends to play.

The windows and doors of the dean's office were closed tightly, and the curtains were drawn tightly, but the sound insulation effect was not good. Although Mu Chen had no intention of eavesdropping, he still accidentally heard a few words.

"Grandpa Xiao, since I came here by chance today and met you, I want to ask you directly."

"Do you know the truth back then?"

52. The truth comes first

The old man sitting on the wooden chair is nearly [-] years old, but he still has a calm demeanor, with a feeling of poetry and bookishness in his stomach. The expression on his face is unpredictable, showing concern for the younger generation, and openness to the past. There are also deep concerns.

If Mu Chen is also in the house at this moment, he will definitely recognize that this is the old man who gave up his seat on the bus with Jiang Hao.

"The truth of the year? Son, I can tell you, but which year are you asking? 17 years ago? Or nine years ago?"

Jiang Hao stared into the old man's old eyes, trying to read any hints from his eyes.

"I was suddenly taken to England nine years ago, and it really had something to do with you!"

"I admit, this is my debt to you. Your grandfather and I are old friends. Before he left, he asked me to send you to the orphanage to take care of, but I didn't listen to him." The old man's eyes widened look of shame.

"You asked Hao Lingyan to pick me up."

"Yes, I thought at the time that he was your father after all. Lao Jiang's views on him before were somewhat mixed with personal grievances, and he refused to hand you over to your father. But I think that because of the personal grievances of the older generation It's so unfair to take away a child's right to have a father. But it didn't occur to me that you wouldn't be happy there either."

"Grandpa Xiao, you don't have to blame yourself, fate...no one can tell, maybe this is my fate."

"Hey, only those who have suffered a lot will believe in fate, child, you understand, it's too early."

"I just want you to tell me about the past, so that I can really... bid farewell to the past."

"But people often find it difficult to say goodbye to the past after they know the past. Are you really ready?"

"I……"

"I can't tell you right now. When you think it over, you can come to me again. At that time, I will know everything. Go first, your friend is still waiting for you."

"Okay, thank you."

The young man turned and left, leaving only the old man with a lonely and tangled back, his arms hanging down showing unwillingness and contradiction.

He wanted to know, and was a little afraid to know.

Dean Xiao saw this. He has been the director of the orphanage for so many years, so he knows what these children are thinking.It was precisely because of being in contact with too many children without parents that he chose to go against his old friend's last wish and send Jiang Hao away.

But unexpectedly, this actually harmed him, making him bear all the lies and deceit, hatred and old grievances, growing up in solitude, and grinding himself into a sharp and extremely cold ice pick.

When he went to visit Lao Jiang's grave that morning, he found a withered white carnation in front of Lao Jiang's and his daughter's graves. He guessed that the child had returned, but he didn't expect that when he got on the bus, he ran into him. he.

Jiang Hao didn't recognize Dean Xiao, but he recognized Jiang Hao at a glance.

Because he had seen Jiang Xin when he was young, the mother and son looked so much alike, with the same slender eyebrows and curved eyes, the same high nose and thin lips, but the child's eyes were a little more indifferent, and his temperament was beyond his age calm down.

A 17-year-old would never do that.

At that moment, Dean Xiao knew that he was wrong back then.

Although I didn't talk to him, I didn't ask him about his life in England for the past nine years, but from this look, it can be seen that the child has suffered a lot.

Suffering is not necessarily physical and material, mental and emotional suffering is much heavier than that.

The only thing that can turn a mild and timid child into calm and indifferent is mental suffering.

It was a holiday, and many teachers in the orphanage were not here at the moment, and it was even quieter outside the dean's office.Mu Chen originally wanted to stand outside and wait for Jiang Hao to come out, but he overheard a few conversations outside the window, and hurried away from the window.

Nine years ago...surnamed Jiang...dying...

The voice came to his ears indistinctly and intermittently, but it exploded in his mind like thunder.

There was a throbbing pain in his heart, and his head began to dizzy again. He squatted under the shadow of a tree uncomfortablely, sorting out his thoughts carefully, guessing the only possibility.

Although he clearly remembered that the grandfather surnamed Jiang died in the boy's family back then, but he was taken away nine years ago, and the elder just passed away before he left...

He also thought of the meaningful look in the taxi when they met for the first time, Jiang Hao's mobile phone inexplicably said that he wanted to check his own news, and Jiang Hao's sentence "I'm back" when he seemed to be awake, and, The birthdays of Jiang Hao and that boy are both in December 2002...

Could there be such a coincidence?

Maybe it could be, but he was now convinced that these were no coincidences.

Jiang Hao was that boy back then.

In this case, if he finds someone to secretly check on me, there will be an explanation...

He is back……

But why didn't he tell himself all the time, what happened back then that he wanted to investigate, why didn't he tell him and let himself bear it with him?

His temperament has changed a lot over the years, so he is not doing well in England...

The huge stimulation made the heat that had not subsided attack again. His body was getting hotter and hotter, but he felt that he was getting colder and colder. He curled up unconsciously and hid his whole body in the shade of the tree.

"Mu Chen, are you okay?" Jiang Hao came out of the office and saw Mu Chen squatting in the shadows from a distance, curled up in a ball, looking very uncomfortable, ran towards him anxiously, tried his forehead.

"Why is it burning again..." Jiang Hao pulled Mu Chen to stand up, picked him up by the waist and walked back to the room where they were resting, put him on the bed and covered him with a quilt, then poured him a glass of warm water to feed him Antipyretics.

After feeding the medicine, Jiang Hao watched over Mu Chen again and fell into a deep sleep.

Mu Chen's sleeping face is very quiet, and he can't imagine how lively he is usually. His skin is very fair, but now he is a little paler because of illness. He is quiet, obedient and pitiful.

Looking at him, Jiang Hao's chaotic mood finally got a moment of peace, like a rough lake being smoothed by a gentle hand into a calm and waveless appearance.

Dean Xiao didn't tell him what happened back then, and he wasn't angry because he really wasn't ready yet.

Although he had already had his own guesses about those before, there is still a difference between hanging the knife above his head and falling directly with the knife. The former may have a turning point because of the unknown, but the latter is really dead. There is no possibility of returning to the soul.

He admits that he still doesn't have the courage to face the truth, but he will never run away from the truth.

While Mu Chen fell asleep, he went out to thank the people who helped them, and then asked for the address and the contact information of the dean.When the time is right, he will come to accept those fait accomplis, and before that, he still has one person to accompany him.

After Jiang Hao finished all this, he wandered around the yard for a while to sort out his mood. When he returned, Mu Chen had already woken up.He sat on the bed and watched Jiang Hao walk in step by step, and saw his hands on his forehead, with some inexplicable meaning in his eyes.

Jiang Hao tried it, and it wasn't so hot anymore.

Noticing the strange look in his eyes, he asked, "What's the matter? Are you still uncomfortable?"

"It's okay. Let's go say hello to everyone and leave."

Looking at his still pale face, I was a little worried, "Are you sure you're okay?"

"I'm fine." There is unquestionable determination in the frailty.

The sun has gradually risen from the east, approaching the mid-heaven, they simply cleaned up and left the orphanage. Before leaving, Teacher Song was worried that they would not remember the way back when they came at night, so he asked the little boy who led the way yesterday to give them a ride. They did not reject.

The boy stared at Mu Chen's face, and said worriedly: "Brother, you don't look so good, obviously when I saw you in the morning..."

"Ahem... I'm fine. I'm much better now. By the way, what's your name?" Mu Chen was afraid that he would tell him about taking him to the courtyard office, so he pulled himself together and changed the subject.He doesn't want to bring this matter up with Jiang Hao yet.

"My name is Zhao Yunfan. Zhao is my mother's surname. Maybe she gave me a name. Unfortunately, I couldn't remember anything when I sent it here. My name was given by Teacher Song. He said, um... …'long