I don't know the identity of the other party. Several responsible persons left and didn't come back for a long time. Fang Chi Xia and Luo Yibei had dinner with a large group of children. This place is where she has lived for several years. The food here is also the food she has eaten for many years. Fang Chixia is a person who never complains about hardship. When she lived here earlier, she didn't feel how bitter such a life was. However, when she came back here again and looked at a table of clear soup and vegetables, she couldn't stand it, not to mention Luo Yibei, who grew up as a chef. When Fang Chi Xia had dinner, he stared at Luo Yibei beside him. Luo Yibei dined slowly. He didn't see him frown and eat whatever he picked up. It's just that it seems a little difficult to swallow. He ate several times slower than his family, and the children in the orphanage seemed to be hungry for a long time. As soon as he slowed down, when he wanted to add food, the food on the table had long been swept away by the children. The rice in luoyibei has just started. Not long after eating, the plates on the table have been completely empty and dry. Even if it was bad, it's not even full now! Luo Yibei stared at the table for a while, his face slightly twisted. Just, I don't know what I thought, my face eased again. His eyes turned to Fang Chi Xia. He looked at her with deep eyes“ That's how I came here when I was a child? "“ Um. " Fang Chi Xia answered him faintly“ My cats eat better than this. " Lloyd's North always speaks sharply. Fang Chi Xia didn't refute his words, "don't care if you have so many opportunities to come here in the future."“ Yes. " Luo Yibei's eyes are still wringing her, looking at her eyes are particularly deep, as if hidden in the depths of the ink pupil, there is a trace of imperceptible heartache. Fang Chi Xia didn't make eye contact with him for a long time. She hung her head and slowly solved the food in her bowl. She stood up and went out to play with a group of children. She walked very fast and didn't care whether he was full or not. Sitting in the hall, she helped a large group of children play the piano. A group of children danced around her. The atmosphere was very harmonious. Luo Yibei had never seen her play the piano. If she hadn't taken the initiative to show her skills now, he didn't even know she knew such a literary thing. Leaning against the door, he quietly looked at her in the middle of the living room, turned his back to his own, listened to the clear and pleasant piano sound in his ear, and the corners of his lips were slightly hooked. Fang Chi Xia plays "when-i-grow-up, i-wanna-be-your-bride". When I grow up, I want to be your bride. The song she usually hums. Luo Yibei was used to hearing her tone with incomplete five tones. Suddenly he heard the piano version and found it very beautiful. A song that seems to be euphemistically telling a childhood sweetheart story. However, he was not sure who she hummed this song for. In the conference hall of the orphanage, several managers of the orphanage closed the door tightly since they entered. There were several people sitting in the room, four in charge of the orphanage, and several blonde European men. The first man can speak Chinese and speaks it very fluently“ Has he been here? " The man's voice was very low. When he opened his mouth, he was so abrupt that he didn't name him. This novel has been translated by www.novelhall.com and if you are reading this somewhere, they have stolen our translation.