Chapter 142

In the orphanage.

The big tree in the middle of the courtyard has been well protected, some mottled walls have been renovated, and even the children have put on new clothes. The man squints his eyes and looks at all this. However, the signs of improvement in the orphanage do not make people happy. On the contrary, they are more eager to know the truth, After some twists and turns, he finally got the address of the orphanage, and drove here early this morning.

More than ten years ago, he once came to the orphanage. At that time, the orphanage was not the same as it is now. The mottled walls and the ashes on the ground no longer exist. Only those who can remember are the old friends who still live in the past.

Including him.

He reached out and touched the big tree in the yard. Some fierce eyes touched the big tree and became gentle.

This is where he first met his daughter.

It's where he lost his love.

He thought that the orphanage had been defeated, but he didn't expect that it was still open, although it had changed a different appearance.

He clearly remembers that when he was young and ignorant, he carefully put the bracelet made of Moonstone into Xueer's wrist. The corners of her mouth were slightly upturned, her eyes were as bright as stars, and her smile was as gentle and elegant as lilies in the moonlight.

The stone paved path is a bit difficult to walk. Xia Zhiyang walked for a long time before he found the dean's office. In fact, he didn't want to come today, but he knew in his heart that if he didn't come, the problem would haunt him until he made it clear.

Before he came, although he had made psychological preparations, Xia Zhiyang could not help feeling a little nervous.

There was a knock on the door, and there was a hoarse voice inside.

"Come in, please."

When he opened the door, the old Dean was looking through the document. Hearing the sound of opening the door, he looked at him in a daze. It seemed that he recognized who he was and invited him to sit down.

Xia Zhiyang at the moment is not Xia Zhiyang who kills decisively in the shopping mall, nor is Xia Zhiyang who is unusually calm on weekdays, nor is Xia Zhiyang who is sipping tea and thinking that it would be more appropriate to arrange things. At the moment, he is just a father, a confused father.

"Hello... Excuse me, are you..." the old Dean pushed the presbyopia glasses he was wearing in front of him, and made a confirmation again with some trembling.

"I'm... Liang Qixue's lover, I'm Xia Zhiyang." The man stretched out a big hand and tightly grasped the old Dean in front of him. He took out two photos from his arms and handed them to her. Then he turned around and handed the fake bracelet made by Xia qin'er to the dean. His eyes narrowed slightly, staring at the old Dean's lost face: "Dean, I'm here today to ask you something."

No doubt it's him

The old Dean mechanically received the bracelet from Xia Zhiyang. His fingers gently rubbed the fine lines on it, but his eyes were fixed on the two photos.

In the photo, a woman holding a girl is smiling. Another simple photo is Liang Jia in her childhood. The background is a lively banquet. She is playing the piano in a corner of the Zhou family. It is worth noting that she was not noticed in the corner, but she was a war correspondent at the banquet, I think her appearance is too quiet and beautiful, so I published this picture in the newspaper, and it was circulated for a while.

The old Dean looked at the photos a little crazy. Her hand holding the photos trembled slightly. She grasped the two photos forcefully, raised her head in shame, and murmured to Xia Zhiyang: "finally, it's time for you..."

Xia Zhiyang stares at the old woman in front of her. Her eyes are ruddy and her voice is trembling, It seems to be telling a long story: "Mr. Xia, do you remember? The scene where you came here. "

It was a rainy day. The road was very muddy. When he knew the news of Xueer's death, he could not bear the heavy burden. He walked all the way to the orphanage in the rain. As for what the Dean told him at that time, he had forgotten.

At that time, Liang Xueqi had no clue to stay, until he knew that she had put their children in the orphanage, he immediately found the orphanage and took the little girl away. He can't remember so much, only remember that the girl wrapped in red clothes, eyes pure and bright, that smile let people Qinru heart, this is named xiaqiner.

The Dean looked at his absent pupil and sighed, "do you know? At that time, there were two girls wrapped in red clothes. One was your daughter, and the other was a child abandoned by someone nearby. At that time, you didn't take away the baby girl in the main hall. Instead, you took away the baby girl in the side hall. At that time, we found that it was too late, and you didn't know what to do. We had to wait for you to come again, but we waited and waited until someone in the Zhou family sent someone to adopt you, and finally we didn't wait for you. ""Zhou family..." Xia Zhiyang's body suddenly froze, as if he could not move, his lips opened and closed, as if he had lost all his strength“ The Zhou family... Liang Jia... Is it really her... "

"At that time, without your contact information, there was nothing. Naturally, this matter was not settled, but unexpectedly, after more than 20 years, you appeared again." The old Dean didn't seem to hear what Xia Zhiyang was murmuring, and didn't see the stiff expression on Xia Zhiyang's face at the moment. He continued to talk about it by himself.

"That girl, now she's grown up, has been married for a long time... I don't know if you know." The old courtyard sighed a long time, with a distant voice: "it's Liang Jia who often appears on TV... Zhou Xingchen, Zhou Shao's wife."

Zhou Xingchen, Zhou Shao's wife... Liang Jia

But at the moment, Xia Zhiyang can't hear what the old Dean is saying. His heart seems to have been bombed by a meteorite, and his head is fragmented, but he has only one idea——

Liang Jia, his daughter

It's really her! It's her... Over the years, he has been wrong all the time... He even repeatedly wants to harm her, kill his own daughter, and kill the only fetter between him and Cher in the world. He even killed his own grandson

But... None of this. Only she said, I won't tell you anything.

How could he be so stupid, so stupid!

The truth is so cruel, and so grinding, he now has only one idea, is to find his daughter, apologize, and ask her to forgive his stupid father.

The world became silent. It seemed that he could no longer listen to the old Dean, so he opened the door and went out.