just a mistake

Chapter 4 A New Home

Feng Cuo was originally weak. After tossing in the small black room, he was always in fear. After relaxing a little in the car, he passed out instinctively. When he opened his eyes, he found himself in a small white plane. On the bed, there are some simple utensils in the room, it should look like an infirmary.

Feng Cuo looked at his injured hanging water bottle, and instinctively wanted to pull this thing out.At this time, the door suddenly creaked open.

"What are you doing?" When Zhong Yanhui came in, he saw this reckless child who wanted to pull out the needle for the water.Come over and stop him with something in your hand.

Feng Cuo turned his head in astonishment, looked at him, and shouted in surprise, "Brother Xiaohui."

"Ah Cuo, don't move, you need to rest well now." Zhong Yanhui recalled that when Aunt Xie was examining Feng Cuo, he saw that the child was bruised and purple, as thin as a skeleton.Aunt Xie's eyes were red at the time, and she said that the child was so pitiful, he had a stomach problem, and was malnourished. I don't know who killed him, and abused the child like this.

"Me, where is this?" Feng Cuo was lifted up and sat on the bed.

"This is an orphanage. You were in the compartment of that car. When I found you, you passed out. What's going on with you? Actually, I wanted to ask you last time, where are your parents? Why are you locked up there?"

"I, I can enter this place."

"What? What do you mean?"

"My mother doesn't want me anymore. I can enter here now, right? You said that as long as the child is thrown away, I can enter this place." Feng Cuo suddenly seemed to have discovered something, and said a little excitedly.

"Uh, that's what I said, but." Zhong Yanhui felt that this child was very strange. Could it be that his parents abused him, so he became like this, and then he was so happy when he heard that he could enter the orphanage?Zhong Yanhui felt that looking at the pale face of this child, he suddenly felt very distressed.

"The child is awake." Aunt Xie opened the door and walked in.

"Thank you, Auntie." Zhong Yanhui stood up.

"You go out first, I want to talk to this child." Aunt Xie looked very kind, but there was a kind of solemnity on her face that she didn't usually have.

"But, Auntie Xie, this is dinner." Zhong Yanhui always felt that if the child didn't eat something, he would starve to death immediately.

"Put it there, you go out first."

"Oh." Zhong Yanhui obediently put down his things and went out, closing the door.

Feng Cuo looked at this woman nervously. Although she looked different from those maids, he was still very scared.

"Let's eat something first, your stomach can't stand the torment at such a young age." There was actually a touch of concern in his tone.

Aunt Xie handed the steamed buns that Zhong Yanhui had just brought over to Feng Cuo. Feng Cuo concentrated on eating as if he were treating something precious. Aunt Xie looked at the child, poured a glass of water and handed it to Feng Cuo. Looking at Aunt Xie cautiously, he took the water and drank it slowly.

"You are a child of the Feng family, the son of Miss Feng."

Feng Cuo suddenly stopped moving, and looked at Aunt Xie with a terrified look.

Aunt Xie lowered her head and said, "I also heard about the incident of Miss Feng's family back then. I heard that she was very tough at that time and gave birth to a child just to send that person to prison. Originally, I also I didn't think about it. I heard Xiaohui said that he met you in Feng's house and your name. At first, I couldn't understand how Feng's family would treat a child like this. Then I remembered the rumors back then, and I understood. You Is that the kid?"

Feng Cuo tightly held the thing in his hand, looked at the woman in fear, and said nervously, "I, I will go, don't tell them, okay? I will go right away."

Speaking of Feng Cuo lifted the quilt, a little flustered and wanted to leave.

Aunt Xie took the child into her arms, patted him on the back, and said softly, "I didn't say I would drive you away, I just want to know something. Tell me, please? I can help you."

"Did you sneak out?"

"Yeah." Feng made a mistake and added, "They won't look for me, they thought I was dead."

"Dead, why?"

"They set fire to where I lived. They thought I died in it. I don't want to go back. If I go back, I will die."

Aunt Xie felt the child's stiffness, and she felt her heart skip a beat. Although this child came into this world because of a sin, he was not wrong why he had to suffer these things at such a young age.

"I won't tell them, don't be afraid, don't be afraid." Aunt Xie comforted him gently, and asked at the same time, "Your mother, Miss Feng doesn't care about these things?"

"She doesn't want to see me again." The six-year-old child didn't know how to say this kind of thing, but simply repeated it to Aunt Xie, the sadness that could not be concealed in the simple and clear eyes.

It is said that a tiger's poison does not eat its offspring, but Aunt Xie looked at this child, he was clearly just a child, but he didn't feel like a child at all, what kind of experience is this, and what kind of heartless mother would raise such a child .

Aunt Xie hugged the child, trying to give him some warmth. After all, no matter what the reason, such a miserable life would be unreasonable for such a child.

Feng Cuo felt that this was a novel experience. There was a very warm feeling when someone was hugging him, as if the sun was shining on him, it was so warm.

"Can I stay here?" Feng Cuo didn't know why he said this sentence. After all, this person knew her birth and who she was. How could she keep herself, but Feng Cuo was still a little unwilling He asked, "Brother Xiaohui said that only children who were abandoned by their parents will be here, can I do the same?"

Aunt Xie looked into those expectant eyes, like a small animal that has been trembling all the time. Although she knew that this child might cause trouble, Aunt Xie touched his little head and said with a smile, "Silly boy, of course Can."

That night, Feng Cuo opened his eyes and looked at the ceiling, feeling a strange feeling, as if there was a place in his heart where he could put things.He felt that everything today was like a dream.I saw the boy who took me away that day, and an aunt who hugged me very warmly. There is a clean bed here, and someone will bring me something to eat.

Feng Cuo remembered that he was hiding in the corner and listening to the old man in the porter telling stories to his little grandson. The Paradise of Paradise in the Western Paradise, so is that what the Paradise of Paradise looks like?

Feng Cuo was thinking, and suddenly heard the door open, and a person slipped in.Feng Cuo sat up curiously and looked at the man.

"A mistake."

"Brother Xiaohui. What is this?" Zhong Yanhui handed over something, and Feng Cuo followed it subconsciously.

"The dean sent it today. I wanted to eat it, so I brought it here for you." Zhong Yanhui said with a smile.

"Pear." Feng Cuo looked at the pear and took a bite. The juice was fragrant, just like the comforting pear he ate that day when he felt his throat was about to burn.

"I knew you liked it." Zhong Yanhui looked at the child, not knowing why, he just wanted people to treat him well, and he didn't know what those people who made him like this were thinking.

"Are you going to live here?" Zhong Yanhui was not surprised when he remembered that Aunt Xie told him to take good care of him.

Feng Cuo nodded, then looked at Zhong Yanhui and said, "I won't cause you any trouble."

"What are you talking about? From now on, I will cover you here. Brother Hui, I keep my word in this place." The ten-year-old boy said, patting his chest.

"By the way, Aunt Xie said you are six years old?"

"I don't know." Feng Cuo shook his head, no one would remember his birthday, and no one would tell himself his age.

"You don't know this, so let me ask you, do you know your birthday?"

"Birthday?" Is that one day they're always going to be somehow happy about?The concierge's little grandson will have more snacks because of that day.

"You don't know? Well, I don't know either. Just take today as your birthday. Many children take this day as their birthday." Some children in the orphanage will have a piece of paper when they are abandoned. The date of birth and name are indicated on it, and some have nothing, so some of the children regard the day when they entered the orphanage as their own birthday.

"Why?" Why take a day as your birthday?Feng Cuo did not understand.

"What why? You have to have a day to count your age, right?" Zhong Yanhui rubbed the kid's head. The hair is really nice, very soft and soft.

"From now on, you are mine, Brother Hui will protect you." Zhong Yanhui smiled hooliganically.Touching Feng Cuo's head, he announced that.

Feng Cuo looked at him inexplicably, and felt that this young man was unexpectedly magical and warm.

When we were young, we always thought that what we agreed was a lifetime thing, but unfortunately many things changed slowly later.