Chapter 117 The scientific research maniac who lost his child (3) (1/2)

Chapter 117 The scientific research maniac who lost his child (3) (1/2)

Wang Xuan is in a good mood today. It's the first day of school for students on Monday. He has money in his hands. Plus, the weather is cold and he wants to eat something warm. His things are selling well. It's not even twelve o'clock yet. Originally, The prepared materials have already been sold at high prices.

A rare smile appeared on his face and he pushed the cart back.

It is March now. There is still some warm sunshine during the day, but it is very cold at night. The cold wind blows in waves. Even if Wang Xuan wears gloves, his fingers are shaking from having to push the cold car body. cold.

But this did not affect his good mood. There were not many people on the street at night, and he did not feel scared even as a young man, so he just pushed back in a familiar way.

The place where Wang Xuan rented a house was a rather run-down small building. I heard that this place was originally a factory dormitory. Later, the factory closed down and the boss ran away. The doorman who originally looked after the factory took the place as his own.

This place is dilapidated, but the house is solidly built. The doorman suddenly became the landlord, but he did not have a real estate certificate. For the sake of peace of mind for both parties, the rent was collected once a month, once a day, and once a week. For For Wang Xuan, who had little money at the beginning, this was a very good place.

As the economy gradually moved to the city, the area where he rented the house became more and more deserted. For many people, the purpose of renting a house was to facilitate their work. It was very inconvenient for their work to be so far away. Therefore, since the beginning of this year, people have started to move out one after another. Only Wang Xuan still occupies his floor.

He has always had his own plans. Although this place is remote and he wants to go to the city when setting up the stall, which takes three hours including the round trip, the key point is still cheap.

It's cheap, and the space is large enough for him to make room for his money-making car.

The most important thing is that moving to the city means starting new connections. Wang Xuan spent the first money he saved to learn sign language. But just because he knew sign language, it didn’t mean others could. No one would be patient with a mute gesticulating. What does it mean? If you run into neighbors who are not easy to get along with, a lot of unnecessary time will be wasted.

It's different here. The neighbors are all people who are struggling for life. Wang Xuan has lived here for a long time and is familiar with them. Although occasionally there will be some neighbors who make him feel irritated, such as and He also lives next door on the first floor.

He was a homeless singer. He held his broken guitar and played and sang to himself every day, morning and night. Maybe this talent was enough for him to earn enough money to eat outside, but for someone who didn't appreciate music at all, For Wang Xuan, this is disturbing the people.

But no matter how many times he complained, this person was shameless and promised not to sing during the night break, but he would still sing as usual next time. Their landlord, whose eyes lit up when he saw the money, would only be confused, for fear that he would not be able to sing. After adjustment, one of the few tenants has to leave.

Wang Xuan will not leave. According to his calculations, staying here is the most economical solution. Even if he has to spend an extra three hours on the road every day, it doesn't matter. He can still do business along the way.

He is rich. This money may be a little less than the savings of his working party, but it is still quite a lot for him. Setting up a stall is not as unprofitable as others think, as long as he is willing to endure hardships and is willing to run around in front of various schools. If you run, you can always make money for living.

As long as this money is saved, it will be enough for Wang Xuan's living expenses for at least two years. This is why he can refuse the police's offer to take him to find his biological parents.

He was confident, he could make money on his own, and even if it was a bit difficult, he could still rely on his own ability to live. Wang Xuan actually didn't have much hope for his parents who the police said.

Just as Lin Shiheng guessed, these children, most of whom are disabled, although they scattered and lived separately after the organization was disbanded, they are still connected as long as they are in the same city because of their childhood experiences.

Wang Xuan witnessed with his own eyes that a child who was two years younger than him and had one of his arms cut off was found by his parents. After the couple arrived, they first held the child and cried bitterly. After crying, their expressions became embarrassed.

During the period when the child was missing, they searched for it very sadly. Their relatives advised them that if they wanted to find the child, they would also have to have another child. If the child was not found, they would get older and how would they care for themselves in old age? manage.

Therefore, this skinny child with a broken arm faced a family of three, and he could not fit in because he had been absent for a long time.

If he was healthy, it would be better, but he is a disabled person, a teenage disabled person, which means that his parents have to bear all his expenses.

He no longer has to worry about how to survive, but what is replaced is the love for his brother that cannot be replaced in the hearts of his parents, and the painful feeling that he has become a burden to the family.

If Wang Xuan was a man who couldn't make any money on his own, and heard that his biological parents were looking for him, he would have followed the police immediately and wouldn't be able to survive. Does he still care about this mess?

But he was making money himself, and he had also saved a sum of money. Wang Xuan also had complete plans for the future, and his parents never appeared in these plans.

It's not the time to sleep in a damp, smelly quilt at the age of six or seven, imagining that his parents would come to take him home like a hero. If he has the ability to live on his own, there is no need to see those parents again.

When they met, seeing his appearance, dumb, dark and thin, with calloused hands and able to fight, I am afraid that the tears on his face will soon turn into the same embarrassment as the last time, and finally, the joy of reunion will be overwhelmed by the anxiety of how to place him.

Thinking of this, Wang Xuan frowned and showed a stubborn look on his face.

So be it, just know each other.

He is no different from an orphan now, there is no need to make trouble for himself.

It was almost one o'clock when he went back. When he saw the shabby little building in front of him waiting for him to come back as before, Wang Xuan's tired look relaxed slightly, and the movement of pushing the cart forward accelerated a little.

After returning, he would clean the car first, then boil some water and give himself a bath. Perhaps because he had always slept in a sloppy environment when he was young, Wang Xuan paid great attention to personal hygiene. No matter how tired he was every day, he would never sleep with oil smoke all over his body. The shabby and dark little house was messy but not dirty, and he had tidied it up very well.

Thinking about the 1234 things he had to do after returning, Wang Xuan finally arrived at the door. Unlike what he imagined, everyone was asleep. At the door of the first floor, several people were busy unloading things from the car. The fat and stingy landlord rarely turned on all the headlights in front of the door. His fat face squeezed out a smile attentively, and he was happily moving things from the car to the next door.

What's going on?

Wang Xuan frowned, parked his car, and stepped forward to gesture.

He had lived here for quite a while, and the landlord could roughly understand what he meant. When he saw him coming, he smiled even more: "Ah Xuan, Chao Hong has moved out, and a new tenant has come. They are moving in. Please accommodate them, and they will be moving in soon."

Chao Hong was the original tenant who liked to howl in the middle of the night. He always dreamed of becoming a star with his voice, and for this reason he changed his name to Chao Hong.

Wang Xuan was very happy that he could move out, but the new tenant always made him feel uneasy.

He looked up and down at the car parked at the door. It was very big and majestic. The people moving things up and down were wearing work clothes of the moving company. The boxes in their hands were sealed very well, and it was hard to see what was inside.

You don't need to analyze it to know how the new tenant is out of tune with this dilapidated building.

Because of his childhood experience, Wang Xuan was always very vigilant. There must be something wrong when things are abnormal. He was very worried about the impact of the new tenant on him.

Just as he was about to ask the landlord about the new tenant, a man walked out of the next door. He looked to be in his early thirties, very young and elegant, with a unique temperament of an intellectual. The clothes he wore were exquisite and fit, forming a sharp contrast with the shabby house behind him.

Wang Xuan had seen similar people before. Although they just passed by in a hurry on the street, they would be reserved and avoid physical contact with him without leaving any trace. There was no negative emotion such as contempt in their eyes, only indifference.

He and this kind of people are from two different worlds. Wang Xuan knew it very well. Even if they would not show any disdain, they would definitely not be willing to deal with him. This is not contempt, but the world is different.

Wang Xuan, who had this idea, almost didn't react when he saw the man opposite, who had written "I am many times richer than you" from beginning to end, extending his hand to him in a friendly and natural way and introducing himself.

"Hello, my name is Lin Shiheng. My wife and I will live here for a while. You are our neighbor, right? I hope you will take care of us in the future."

A kind smile, an equal attitude, and the hand that was stretched out to shake hands with him.

Wang Xuan had never been shaken by anyone before. The people he met were those who did not need etiquette, and those who knew etiquette had never met him before. Therefore, when he saw the white palm with a valuable watch falling in front of him, he was stunned for several seconds, and then hurriedly took his hand out of the thick gloves and shook hands with that hand.

His hands were clean. Because he had to wear gloves, Wang Xuan washed his hands. Therefore, although he was in a hurry, he did not look inferior.

There was nothing to be inferior about. He treated others the way they treated him.

After the two sides shook hands in a friendly manner, Wang Xuan subconsciously gestured, and then remembered that the highly educated person in front of him should not know sign language, so he took out a pen and paper, first frankly explained that he was a mute, and then briefly wrote a self-introduction on it.

While he was writing, the man who had been standing quietly did not show any curiosity or inquiry, which made Wang Xuan feel a little relaxed, and he wrote less quickly.

He could write. The organizer who let him inherit his surname liked these children very much. Even if they were disabled, he would teach them to recognize and write when he came back from begging. Some children were already very tired and did not want to waste time learning, but Wang Xuan was very obedient. He learned whatever he taught.

It was not that he knew to read and write at a young age, but he just wanted to get a compliment after learning.

When the organization was disbanded and Wang Xuan began to contact the outside world, he realized how important it was to recognize words. Therefore, after he found a place to live and made some money, the first thing he did was to buy himself a dictionary. Every day before going to bed, he had to hold the dictionary and look through it for a while before falling asleep.

Of course, his handwriting was a bit ugly, but he still had no arms or legs. When he finished writing and placed it in front of Lin Shiheng, he smiled and nodded naturally.

"I heard the landlord call you Ah Xuan, then I will call you Ah Xuan from now on."

He didn't ask any questions about why he wanted to live here by himself at such a young age. His attitude was as natural as if Wang Xuan was not mute and was talking to him with his mouth.

Wang Xuan inevitably had a good impression of this man, and the thought "This is a good neighbor" came to his mind. No matter what the situation, people who respect others should always be more likable.

He wanted to ask why someone like Mr. Lin, who looked like he was not short of money, would move here, but it would be rude to ask this when they first met. The other party respected him, and he had to respect the other party.

So after the brief introduction, he took his leave, turned around and pushed his car through the door.

He didn't know that just as he pushed the cart through the door skillfully, there was a pair of tearful eyes watching his every move greedily and distressedly by the door next door.

Lin Shiheng watched Wang Xuan enter the door, and nodded politely to himself when closing the door. He also smiled and nodded, watching the door slowly close, and then turned back to the next door they had just rented.

It was a room as dilapidated as Wang Xuan's house, because the previous owner Chao Hong was not only a guitarist but also an alcoholic. The house was filled with the smell of alcohol, and the floor was also covered with the things he had not cleaned up in time because he had moved out in a hurry. Rubbish.

The hostess Zhou Chuchu was cleaning. When she heard the landlord call out that name, she burst into tears. If Lin Shiheng hadn't stopped her, I'm afraid this mother who had been looking for her child for ten years would have rushed out.

When Lin Shiheng came back, Zhou Chuchu was still holding the broom in his hand and staring at the door next door.

He sighed and held her in his arms.

"You are not emotionally stable right now. If you go out now, you will scare him."

Zhou Chuchu weakly leaned his head on her husband's shoulder and said sadly in a crying voice: "He is still so young..."

"I just met him. He is a very sensible child. Maybe he can't accept us because he thinks it's too sudden."

Lin Shiheng stretched out his hand and patted his wife's arm to comfort him, "We haven't seen each other for ten years. It's normal for him not to believe us. During this time, we get along well with him. When he finds out that we love him, he will definitely be willing to stay with us." go home."

Zhou Chuchu nodded with tears in his eyes and looked at the door next door without blinking, "Well, let's take our time."

Moving in with new neighbors is indeed a pleasant experience.

They would not act like super celebrities and go crazy and make a lot of noise at night, waking up Wang Xuan who was finally able to sleep after a day of exhaustion.

Nor would he push the car out in the morning, open the door and have an angry quarrel with him because of the jingling sound of the car.

The new neighbor's routine is exactly the same as Wang Xuan's, which is perfect.

Moreover, they are indeed very well-educated and friendly to the people around them. They are a very elegant couple. The husband works in a research institute and is on vacation, while the wife is a painter and freelance designer. As time passed, Wang Xuan also knew why they moved here.

It is said that it was because the wife came to their small, rundown place with her husband for the inspiration of painting.

Wang Xuan accepted this reason well. He had heard that artists always have a different perspective from others. What's more, Mrs. Lin did stand in front of this small shabby building with a drawing board every morning, facing It writes and draws.

Almost every day when Wang Xuan came out, he would meet the elegant and kind Mrs. Lin. She would smile at him and tell him to be careful on the road like an elder. She would also ask him if he had breakfast. After learning that Wang Xuan After not eating, she would shake her head with disapproval and say softly and gently that skipping breakfast would be bad for her stomach.

Wang Xuan never doubted why Mrs. Lin cared so much about him, because her attitude was always gentle. This may be a person's character, just like Mr. Lin who goes out for a morning jog every morning.

He is a gentleman. This is reflected in the fact that when he was running in the morning and saw the mother-in-law on the fifth floor who had nowhere to go because she was kicked out by her son and could only rent a small room to pick up garbage, he would take the initiative to help her. Fetching water will also be reflected in the fact that when the child on the third floor who went to the city with his father was locked at home and cried, he would fold a few grass roots on the ground, and then use his long and white hands to quickly fold out a statue. A decent cricket, and then passed the cricket through the crack of the door to save the child from crying.

Because of these foundations, when Mr. Lin, who was jogging in the morning, appeared on the uphill slope that Wang Xuan had to go through every day, and kindly helped him push the cart while he was struggling to push it up, Wang Xuan was grateful, but did not Suspect something.

In his opinion, this couple is like the prince and princess in fairy tales. They are friendly, helpful, and always treat the people around them with the greatest kindness, which naturally includes him.

Because Mr. Lin’s morning jogging route was exactly the same as his route to the city, the two would chat on the road, and Mr. Lin would tell him some interesting things about the experiment, such as the competition between students and a bottle of chemicals. It was placed there with a small note posted on it, saying it was poisonous and should be handled with caution.

Then, a student opened the bottle carelessly and took a sip.

Wang Xuan's eyes widened in surprise, and he gestured and asked the student if he wanted to have sex?

His appearance made Mr. Lin laugh out loud, "Of course not, silly boy."

Mr. Lin naturally reached out and touched his head, and said with a smile: "That student is a thief. The organizers of this kind of competition must not dare to be serious, otherwise they will be the unlucky ones if someone loses their life. "

This natural action made Wang Xuan stunned. He had never had his head touched before. Even the organization staff surnamed Wang was not interested in the heads of these little brats who basically didn't wash their hair.

Mr. Lin's unconcerned and natural appearance as an elder, and Mrs. Lin's gentle and always smiling at him, gave Wang Xuan, who had never felt much warmth, a different feeling.

He had family meals for the first time. Mrs. Lin cooked porridge for two people in the morning. Mr. Lin had no appetite and went out for a morning run early in the morning, so she knocked on the neighbor's door and invited him to help with the meal.

There weren't a lot of dishes, but they were all delicious. Even the bowl of porridge tasted just right. Mrs. Lin sat opposite him, smiled and stretched out her chopsticks to pick up the food for him, and kept telling him to eat more. Children must eat well to grow.

Because of this opportunity, Wang Xuan was able to visit the Lin family. He had been to the super red site before. At that time, the floor was full of beer bottles, the bed was filthy, and the air was filled with a stench of various smells mixed together.

He only came once and then never again. At that time, he was still wondering how Chao Hong could endure such an environment.

But when the same house came into the hands of Mr. Lin and Mrs. Lin, it looked completely different. The uneven floor was neatly tidied up, and the bed was neat and tidy. Maybe it was because the wardrobe was too shabby, so they put the folded clothes on the In the box, there were some paintings hanging on the wall, all of them from this small dilapidated building.

After getting Mrs. Lin's permission, Wang Xuan walked closer to look at the painting. Perhaps in the eyes of the artist, all things are beautiful. At least in this painting, this ugly and dilapidated building that has been disliked by many people is beautiful. There is a sense of beauty, as if he did not become like this because of various kinds of destruction, but deliberately cultivated this appearance.

The figure pushing the cart in front of the building also attracted Wang Xuan's attention. He turned back to look at Mrs. Lin in surprise, pointed at the painting, and then pointed at himself, meaning: Is this me?

Mrs. Lin kept looking at him with a smile while he was looking at the painting. Seeing him asking, she nodded, "Every time I draw, you happen to come out, so I draw you in, Ah Xuan." If you mind, I won’t draw anymore.”

Wang Xuan quickly shook his head to show that he didn't mind. He turned around and continued to look at himself in the painting on the wall.

In his memory, he had only taken a photo once, the time when he applied for an ID card. As we all know, this kind of photo can be infinitely ugly. Wang Xuan had never experienced taking a serious photo.

And now, in such a painting, his appearance, his movements, and his clothes are all preserved in this form. Wang Xuan does not understand painting, but he can see that Mrs. Lin painted him Very detailed.

Every morning when he pushes the cart, he is always very tired, and the face of him in the painting is filled with hope for the future. A ray of warm golden light refracts on him through the door, making his face seem to be illuminated. Just the same, it makes people feel comfortable.

While he was looking at the painting, Zhou Chuchu stood aside and looked at Wang Xuan tenderly. His slightly round eyes were looking at himself in the painting brightly, and his gaze was full of affection.

Yes, this child has loved drawing since he was a child. At that time, when she was drawing, he would sit quietly holding his little toy and would look up at the drawing board with his round eyes from time to time. , sometimes when I see a color I like, I will clap my hands excitedly.

Tears began to fill her eyes again. Fortunately, the room was dark, so Zhou Chuchu wiped them hastily without attracting the attention of Wang Xuan, who was concentrating on looking at the painting.

After wiping her tears, she felt soft in her heart and said softly: "If you like the paintings, pick one and take it back later."

When Wang Xuan heard this, he quickly turned around and waved his hands to express that he didn't want it.

This painting is so good, it must be very expensive. He has already received a lot of help from Mr. Lin and Mrs. Lin, how can he want something from them again.

"It doesn't matter. You are painted in this painting, and your portrait rights are used. You can treat it as payment. Besides, I paint every day, and there are many such paintings."

Zhou Chuchu looked at her son with tender eyes. Seeing that Wang Xuan still wanted to refuse, she simply took action herself, took off the painting that Wang Xuan was fascinated by, and put it into his hands.

"I'm glad you like this painting. It should go to someone who likes it."

This was the first time that Mrs. Lin was tough with him. Wang Xuan hugged the painting at a loss.

His rare weak look made Zhou Chuchu feel extremely soft-hearted. She hid the tears in her eyes and forced herself to smile.

"Axuan, can you do me a favor?"

Wang Xuan nodded quickly without thinking.

"I'm designing clothes for boys aged fifteen or sixteen. I plan to sell them online, but I don't have a model. Can you be my model? It doesn't take much time. I just need to measure your size. ”

Wang Xuan still nodded. Mrs. Lin was so kind to him, and he felt that he should repay her.

Zhou Chuchu took a ruler and quickly measured the sizes of various parts of Wang Xuan's body. She was doing this, so she naturally knew the standard sizes for all ages. Wang Xuan's thin body almost made the mother lose control of her eyes. tears.

Being so thin, this child must have suffered a lot.

Just after taking the measurements, Lin Shiheng pushed the door open and came in. When he saw Wang Xuan, he didn't show any surprise. He just smiled and nodded at him: "A-Xuan is here."

Wang Xuan also smiled at him.

The harmonious relationship during this period of time has allowed him to give the most genuine smile to the Lin family couple.

Even though he knew that Mr. Lin and Mrs. Lin were so gentle and considerate to everyone, Wang Xuan, who had enjoyed this tenderness, was still grateful to them.

Naturally, he wouldn't know that Lin Shiheng's morning jogging route was exactly the same as his in order to help him. This day's "temporary request to help finish breakfast" was also intentional by the couple. Even Zhou Chuchu went to the small building every morning I painted in front of him just so that I could see my son more often.

In the following days, Wang Xuan would always receive invitations to have breakfast together from time to time because Mr. Lin skipped breakfast. He took the painting back and hung it on the wall, taking a look at it every day before going to bed. I feel even sleeping is much easier.

Mr. Lin is a relatively traditional person. He buys newspapers and reads them every day. When he meets Wang Xuan during his morning jog every morning, he shares with him what he has read in the newspapers.

This made Wang Xuan's life of working hard and making money day after day more interesting. He began to no longer study hard with a dictionary, but actively paid attention to some news from the outside world.

What makes Wang Xuan most happy is that Mrs. Lin is learning mute because she is going to volunteer at a school for the deaf and mute. Mr. Lin, who has always had a good relationship with Mrs. Lin, also started learning together under his influence. They are learning During the process, they occasionally asked Wang Xuan for advice, which made Wang Xuan very happy who always accepted their help but didn't know what to give in return.

The happiest thing is that he will no longer be the only one in this small building who can speak mutely. Facing Mr. Lin and Mrs. Lin, he can also communicate with them in mute language, feeling the loneliness that always surrounds him. The feeling gradually wears off.

Mrs. Lin had a piano at home. Wang Xuan used to hate music, but after listening to Mrs. Lin play the piano, he realized that he just hated unpleasant music.

Because Wang Xuan leaves early and returns late at noon, his contact with the Lin family is only for a short period of time in the morning, but Mr. Lin and Mrs. Lin can always make him happy in this short period of time.

It could also be the grasshopper that Mr. Lin picked up casually during his morning jog. It could also be that Mrs. Lin came to invite him to have a meal with a hint of complaint while saying that her husband skipped breakfast.

Mr. Lin taught him to memorize the periodic table of elements, and Mrs. Lin taught him to play the piano. Both couples were equally gentle. Even if Wang Xuan was a little stupid at first and couldn't learn it, he could only recite it silently in his heart because he couldn't speak, or It was written on paper, and they were very patient and not angry at all. When he learned a little bit, they would encourage and praise him, as if he had done something great.

Wang Xuan is getting better and better every day. This kind of good is not only reflected in his physical health, but also because of his energetic spirit. Going back at night used to be silent and boring, but now Wang Xuan can walk forward while silently carrying Lin on his back. The piano music that his wife taught him, or the periodic table of elements that he recited in his heart.

Even though he still couldn't speak, his heart was full of joy.

It’s not that he likes these things very much, it’s just that he likes the praise Mr. Lin and Mrs. Lin give him after he memorizes them.

Not because I wanted to be praised, but because it was praise from Mr. Lin and Mrs. Lin.

Wang Xuan began to get uncontrollably close to Mr. Lin and Mrs. Lin. Even though he clearly knew that they were not from the same world, he still longed to get close to them.

He never spoke out the thoughts hidden in his heart because he felt ashamed and embarrassed. Mr. Lin and Mrs. Lin were very similar to the parents he often fantasized about when he was a child.

He is upright, gentle, and patient, and he seems to know everything. His gaze is always gentle, and no matter what happens, he is always so reliable.

Wang Xuan began to dream, but it was different from the nightmares he had when he was a child. What he had was a sweet dream.

In the dream, he was the child of Mr. Lin and Mrs. Lin. They liked him very much and the family of three lived happily.

How happy I was in the dream, but how disappointed I felt when I woke up. The reality was before me. He was not the child of Mr. Lin and Mrs. Lin. His parents were other people, still in the distant capital.

Wang Xuan could only sort out his dreams, stand in front of the half-broken mirror, look at himself, brush his teeth, wash his face, and go out to continue working.

Mr. Lin and Mrs. Lin were just here for inspiration. They would eventually leave, but before leaving, he wanted to get along well with them.

Wang Xuan is preparing a farewell gift for Mr. Lin and Mrs. Lin. He has always been very stingy with money. Because he has to plan for the future, he wants to break every penny in half and spend it, saving it carefully like a miser. Guarding your own money, you are reluctant to spend money on yourself, let alone others.

But that is Mr. Lin and Mrs. Lin.

Wang Xuan made a decision and started picking out gifts. On Sunday when students were on holiday and there was not much business, he did not push the cart out, but went to the mall.

Mr. Lin should be given a pen. Mr. Lin always remembers something suddenly while running, and then takes out the paper and pen in his pocket and writes it down. He once said that it is his job to write down genius ideas. Wang Xuan I laughed at this humorous statement for a long time.

I gave Mrs. Lin a scarf. She is a little weak. Mr. Lin has to boil Chinese medicine for his wife every day. It is March, the morning is still so cold, and Mrs. Lin has to paint again, so she needs to keep warm.

Wang Xuan didn't knit this scarf himself. He thought it was too cheap to knit it himself, so he carefully selected a scarf that was warm but not too warm to be breathless. Wang Xuan imagined Mr. Lin and Mrs. Lin's expression happily accepting the gift. He carried the bag and walked back with a smile.

He carried the periodic table in his heart, beat the rhythm with his hands according to the method taught by Mr. Lin, and walked back easily.

But as soon as he arrived in front of the small building, his face suddenly turned pale.

There was a car parked in front of the door on the first floor.

A familiar scene, just like the day Mr. Lin and Mrs. Lin arrived.

Are they leaving?

Wang Xuan had long talked about this day, but he never thought that this day would come so soon.

I originally thought that I could easily send the two of them away and give them a gift with my own heart, but until now, the strong reluctance and emptiness in my heart told Wang Xuan.

He couldn't bear it.

I can't bear to leave Mr. Lin and Mrs. Lin.

He really wanted to be willful for once. He wanted to rush to the two of them and ask them if they could stay, even if it was just a little longer, just a little longer.

But in the end, Wang Xuan lowered his head in despair and loss, and stepped forward with heavy steps, intending to give the farewell gift to Mr. Lin and Mrs. Lin.

"Is it for me? Thank you, it's so warm!"

The first one to come out was Mrs. Lin. After receiving the gift, her beautiful and elegant face showed undisguised joy. She almost immediately put the scarf around her neck, full of joy.

Wang Xuan handed over another bag and said in sign language that this was for Mr. Lin and a farewell gift for them.

"farewell?"

Mrs. Lin's face showed confusion, "We are not leaving."

There's none?

Wang Xuan's dim eyes lit up little by little.

But what happened to that car?

The next second, a white-haired old lady walked out of the house and saw Wang Xuan. Her wrinkled face immediately burst into laughter. She walked up to Wang Xuan and hugged him. She patted him on the back, her tone full of affection and intimacy.

"This is Xuan Xuan, eh, this kid looks sensible!"