Not going well”It's more than just not going smoothly, a disastrous start that ended with his own death before he could even accomplish anything. Today, Fu Yan truly experienced this firsthand."Shall...A palm-sized, blue velvet box.

A note was stuck on top: {Other kids have it, you do too.}

Fu Yan's lips twitched into a smile. She opened the box but froze.

It is a rose brooch.

...just like the one Uncle Huo had given her that year.

It's just that jade pendant, which Shen Wei picked up back then, and I don't know where it went. It's probably gone for good.

For this, she regretted for a long time.

She rarely wore that brooch, her elder brother probably hadn't seen it and wouldn't know. It was a coincidence that he gave it to her.

She stood up and went into the light, looking over and over at the brooch in her hand. It was identical down to every detail.

But this one is brand new.

A hint of surprise crossed Fu Yan's mind, it was too much of a coincidence.

......

This weekend, Fu Yanqing got up early and packed her things to go to the welfare home.

The reason I didn't go to the birthday celebration the other day was that I didn't want to scare the child with my swollen, red eyes from crying.

The nursing home had a rather awkward name.

Hometown.

The style doesn't seem to be something Huo Mingzheng would choose.

But just by the name, one can probably imagine that it's hoped that children here will feel like they've returned home.

They are all pitiful and sensitive children, so the word "home" might be a bit inappropriate.

The nursing home is on a slope at the foot of Nanshan Mountain. The road is lined with camphor trees, and their leaves have fallen early. At this moment, the bare branches stretch endlessly. Patches of golden sunlight shine through the branches and cover the asphalt road.

The gloom in Fu Yan's heart was briefly dispelled, and her mood couldn't help but lighten.

But I saw several black cars parked outside the gate in the distance.

Standing there quietly.

As her car approached, she instinctively gripped the steering wheel upon seeing the prominent license plate number on the lead vehicle.

How did he come here

She instantly wanted to turn around and go back, but the last time she came, she had promised her children that she would come over at this time to play with them. If she didn't show up, they would probably be very disappointed.

Thinking of those pairs of genuine and innocent eyes, Fu Yan felt a pang of sympathy. Taking a deep breath, she opened the car door and stepped out.

Just ignore him, as if he wasn't there.

It's a pretty big nursing home, with several buildings large and small. You might not run into anyone there.

Thinking this way, Fu Yan's footsteps became a little lighter.

Walked up to the guard.

The security guard, upon seeing her, pulled open the aluminum alloy window and said with a smile, "Miss Fu, it's been a long time."

"I've been busy lately." Fu Yan smiled faintly.

She usually comes to volunteer or play games with the children whenever she has free time on weekends or holidays.

She would save a portion of her wages to help some children. The orphanage can't provide for everything, especially adolescent girls during puberty. She would personally select sanitary products for them and also teach them about health.

Everyone at the nursing home knows her and is grateful for her kindness. There aren't many people like that in society today, especially young girls. Without followers or profit, and not those on the internet who pose for attention, who would want to come to this kind of place

The guard saw that she was struggling with a large suitcase and offered to help.

"Thank you." Fu Yan thanked him, and the two walked side by side into the room.

While walking, the guard chatted with her: “Mr. Huo from the Huo Group came today, apparently to give gifts to the children. He should be in the auditorium now.”The operation timed out after 60001 milliseconds with 0 bytes received.