Gu sang had no witness, so he could not argue.
But she's really wronged. It's not her fault. Why should she bear the consequences?
"All right, I'm done with what I'm going to say. Get out of here. I don't want to see you for a second." Yin Zhengde stood up and was about to walk into the room. Gu Sang was in a hurry.
She immediately said: "Grandpa, I didn't lie. The person in the photo is not me, just a person who looks very similar to me. I..."
Dong, before Gu Sang's words were finished, the old man had hit the door heavily and didn't listen to any explanation at all.
Gu sang laughed at himself. How could he believe her if he hated her so much?
She came out of the old house in Haitang Hutong.
Standing on the busy street, looking at the surging traffic, Gu sang felt tired.
Do not want to do a good job, do not want to do and those bad things, but constantly come to the door automatically.
Now she even wants to blame her life.
When she is in a bad mood, she always misses her children.
She was bored: "Xiaohang, where are you? How I wish I could reach out and touch you now, hug you, and let you comfort me. But why did I wait for you so long, and you just didn't show up? Didn't you think about mom once? "
She silently closed her eyes, thinking of the child's small face and the original scar.
Scar
Thinking of scar, she thought of the autistic child in Shiqiu orphanage.
She wanted to see the child for no reason.
Thinking about this, Gu sang took a few steps forward and reached for a taxi.
"Master, go to Shiqiu orphanage."
The taxi stopped at the gate of Shiqiu orphanage.
As soon as Gu sang opened the door, he heard the sound of reading.
She paid for the car, got out of the car and went into the gate of the orphanage.
As soon as I turned my head, I saw the boy sitting quietly in the shade of the tree in the corner of the empty yard, next to the stacked rockery.
Seeing the child, Gu Sang's heart tightened, walked over and sat down beside the child.
The child did not look up, just felt that Gu Sang was close to him and moved to the side carefully.
Gu sang pinned the disorderly hair on his cheek behind his ears and turned his head to look at the child attentively.
The child's eyebrows are very handsome, the facial contour is somewhat like her melon face, the eyes are very big, very handsome.
The more Gu sang looked, the more he felt like it. He raised his hand and gently touched the child's head.
The child did not dodge, but looked down at the round stone in his palm.
Gu sang thought of the child holding the stone in his hand last time. He wondered if the stone had any special significance for the child.
"This stone is so beautiful. Can you show it to my aunt?"
As soon as Gu sang spoke, the child grasped the stone more firmly.
Looking at his reaction, Gu Sang was more sure of his mind.
"What is this?"
Children don't care.
Gu sang sighed. He wanted to hold him, but he was afraid that he would cry like before. He couldn't suppress himself.
Seeing that Gu sang no longer spoke, the child moved his eyelids slightly, then looked down again at the stone in his hand.
After a long time, it seems to be a great determination, only some fear of whispering: "let me show you."
Gu sang thought he had heard wrong, looked up at the child's face, "baby, what do you say?"
"I'll show you," the child said and handed the stone to Gu sang.
Gu Sang was surprised, touched the child's head and took the stone from the child's hand.
It is said that sharing toys with you is the first step for a child to trust you. This autistic child is willing to share important things with her.
She's so happy.
"Baby, thank you. Can you tell me what this is?"
Gu Sang put the stone in the palm of his hand and looked over and over, but he couldn't see any way.
The surface of this pebble is very smooth, because it has been dragged by children, so there is still some temperature on the surface.
"Duck baby," the child did not look up because there was no stone in his hand, but instead looked down at the ground.
Baby duck? Gu Sang was a little surprised at the child's answer.
For this child, is this stone a duck?
"My name is Sang Sang, and you? Can you tell me your name? "
Gu sang induced her step by step, hoping that her child would talk to her more.
The child seems to have magic power, which can make her forget her previous distress for a short time.
The child did not make a sound, Gu sang squatted down, "tell Aunt sang, OK? Auntie really wants to know. "
The boy seems to be tangled.
This strange aunt always talks to him. He is really distressed. He prefers to sit alone with ducklings."Baby, Auntie is not a bad person, just want to know your name, can you tell Auntie?"
"Gu Qin," the child timidly looked at Gu sang, still tangled.
I used to love him very much. My mother once said that I can't talk to strangers casually.
"Your name is Gu?" Gu sang frowned and his heart moved.
The boy nodded. At this time, the children in class just finished.
A group of children ran out and played happily in the yard.
Gu Qin seems to be very scared. He snatches the stone from Gu sang and holds it firmly in his hand again.
Gu sang didn't understand why he suddenly became like this and wanted to get closer to him, but he stood up and ran away.
Gu sang just wanted to go after her, so he heard someone calling her: "Mrs. Duan."
Gu sang looked back, because she had done charity activities last time, so she clearly remembered that the person who called her was the director of the orphanage.
"Hello, Dean."
"When I saw you from the window just now, I wanted to come out and say hello to you, but I didn't dare to come out when I saw that Xiaoqin gave you the treasure he cared about for the first time. I wanted to see if you would become the key to Xiaoqin's self closing door. I really despised you."
The Dean was about forty years old and looked very kind.
Gu sang looked back at the place where Gu Qin disappeared and frowned: "is it OK for the child to run away like this?"
The dean said with a smile, "it's all right. In this garden, besides here, Xiaoqin has a secret place. He will go there."
Gu sang nodded reassuringly: "you just said that it was the first time that Xiao Qin gave that stone to someone else?"
"Yes, that stone is like a child to Xiaoqin. Xiaoqin doesn't want to let go of it for a moment. Even if he is sleeping, he will hold it in his hand."
"Why? He said it was baby duck Gu Sang was a little worried.
"This It's a white lie. If Mrs. Duan doesn't mind, you can go to my office and have a seat. I'll tell you about the child. "
"Thank you very much."
Somehow, she wanted to know about the child.