Chapter 325： That little corner (3)

Chapter 325 That little corner (3)

Behind the library in City A, there is a small path that is not wide.

The winding path leads to a secluded place, which can be connected to another place.

A place that has raised Jiang Mingyu for more than ten years.

A City Social Welfare Institute.

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The orphanage, which was originally thought to be declining day by day, now seems to have a new look.

Several brand-new small buildings are connected together, surrounded by a circle of red brick walls, with lush green trees and clusters of flowers.

Even in the dark, it looks vibrant, and there is a warm and comfortable feeling everywhere.

Almost at the moment of standing at the gate, the long-lost warmth came as promised.

surged up from the depths of Jiang Mingyu's heart.

But at the same time, she suddenly realized that it seemed that it was getting dark now, and the visit time had long passed. It was estimated that the people inside.

should have also fallen asleep.

But she hasn't been here for too long.

Since she nearly died at the hands of that mad woman, Chen Ke, two years ago, she has not had any contact with this side.

It’s not that she doesn’t want to or can’t, but she doesn’t dare.

Although some secretly sent money here, but all the money was returned without exception.

Later, Jiang Mingyu discovered that the account that used to be able to make money

was actually cancelled.

At that time, although Jiang Mingyu was extremely eager to have a familiar environment or someone who could bring her much-needed comfort, but she was on Nangong Island, and everything was beyond her power.

Not to mention here. There is also a Tang family.

She doesn't want to come back.

"Tang Family."

As his thoughts were flying, Jiang Mingyu couldn't help but murmured.

However, before the sound landed, another sound, somewhat hesitant and uncertain, sounded tentatively.

shouted cautiously,

"Is that Ming Yu?"

“!!!”

Jiang Mingyu raised her head in amazement, and saw that the dean's mother was standing in the yard at the moment, holding a pot of flowers in her hand, looking at her in disbelief.

Those pea-sized tears suddenly overflowed from Jiang Mingyu's eyes as if the gate had been opened.

In the next second, Jiang Mingyu could no longer control the emotions that were suppressed to the point of being almost impossible to release, and shouted with a choked voice,

"Chen Yuan, I. I'm back!"

in the reading room

The old floor lamp with a mother-shell glaze head is still placed behind a row of dark green leather sofas.

The dim light source is exactly the same as Jiang Mingyu's memory, like a setting sun, with an inadvertent warmth pouring out.

The dye sank in that small place.

The little corner between the wall, bookshelf, and sofa was Jiang Mingyu's favorite place when he was young.

It is small, warm, and wrapped on all sides.

There is no possibility of being attacked, and it is safe and reliable.

And now, Jiang Mingyu knelt down in the corner, lying on Chen Yuan's lap obediently.

Chen Yuan, who is over sixty years old, loves her very much, stroking her long hair and back again and again.

After a while, he still sighed uncontrollably, opened his mouth, and said softly,

"Xiaoyu, where have you been? Why didn't you go home?"

Jiang Mingyu was startled when he heard the words.

The word "go home" has not been heard for a long time since she left the orphanage.

But it seems to have heard of it somewhere.

Some chaotic eyes stared at nothingness out of focus, and after a few seconds, he suddenly tightened his pitch-black pupils.

Jiang Mingyu suddenly remembered that it was the man who had disappeared

once told her.