C131

Inside Fortune Orphanage, Long Meisuo looked at the cute children around him. His heart was actually more tranquil than it had ever been before.

There was a very large wutong tree in the middle of the courtyard. It seemed to be over a hundred years old. She remembered that she used to like playing hide and seek under this tree.

The dean nodded and looked at the wutong tree in front of him. There was a hint of sadness in his eyes, making it difficult to see what was hidden within.

The two of them sat on a bench in the courtyard and looked at the old photos inside. They looked at the black-and-white photos and the color ones.

"These are the pictures taken since the construction of the orphanage. Every child has them. As long as they have lived here, they have them."

Looking at these children of the past, the dean had a faint smile on his face, somewhat blissful.

When she flipped to a picture, the dean stopped. Her slightly shriveled hands were trembling as she touched the picture of a little girl on top of it. Her lips were trembling.

Long Meisuo's hand was frozen in midair as well.

This girl...

This was clearly her, 5 years old. On her round apple-like face was a pair of black crystal-like eyes, two shallow dimples hung on her face, and she was wearing a pink dress with a bow tied to her head. After seeing this picture, a few fragments appeared in her mind.

"Ying Er..." The dean's lips murmured softly, his eyes moist. Tears welled up in his eyes, teetering within.

Long Meisuo looked at the Principal in front of her, her expression complex. Did she still remember him? It's been so many years, and you're still thinking about me? But why had he abandoned her in the first place?

"Who is she?" Long Meisuo pretended to be confused as she looked at the Principal.

"She …" She's a child here, just like my daughter. " The dean wiped away the tears on his face and said to Long Meisuo.

"Where is she now?" Long Meisuo continued to ask.

"Twenty-five years ago, I lost my footing and died." The dean's eyes were filled with grief as he said this.

"Dead?"

Long Meisuo's hand was tightly clenched. She had obviously thrown her away, so how could he say that she was dead?

"Did you see her fall?" Long Meisuo turned her head to look at the Principal beside him.

The Principal looked at Long Meisuo in confusion.

"Sorry, I lost my composure." Long Meisuo realized that he had lost control of himself and retracted his gaze, lowering his head.

Normally, she was very good at controlling her emotions, but today, she lost her composure. After coming here, everything changed.

"I didn't see it with my own eyes. I lost her when I was taking her out. Later on, someone said that they saw a 5-year-old girl fall into the river. They searched for several days but couldn't find her and only found her shoes." All these years, there was not a day that she didn't dream. Every time she dreamed, she would fall into the water, and if she wasn't careless, she wouldn't have left him.

Long Meisuo blankly looked at the dean who was silently crying, and the hatred in his heart for the past few years seemed to slowly dissipate at this moment.

"She doesn't want to see you like this either. Maybe she's living a good life right now. Maybe she's living in another place. There's no corpse. Maybe she's still alive." Long Meisuo said softly.

The dean nodded his head, "At that time, I searched for many years, but still couldn't find her. I comforted myself this way too, thinking that with how cute she was, the heavens would definitely protect her. I shouldn't have imagined it, maybe she was saved by someone who was kind, and now she is living happily!"

Long Meisuo sighed in her heart. A wry smile appeared on her face. She was adopted by the Dragon Hall, and even though she was his adopted daughter, she was still a killer trained by him. She had never enjoyed the warmth of a day in all these years.

Long Meisuo continued to flip through the photos. There was a photo that made her stop her hands, showing a little boy and a little girl together. The two of them held hands intimately, with happy smiles on their faces.

In the lower right-hand corner of the picture was written, Feather, Shadow.

She stroked the little boy's delicate face and smile on the photo. A smile appeared on her face. The smile was not as cold as it used to be. It was actually very warm.

"Is this little boy Feather?" Long Meisuo pointed to the boy in the photo and asked the Principal beside him.

The Principal nodded and looked at Long Meisuo doubtfully, "How do you know his name?"

Long Meisuo laughed, pointed to the words on the board and said: "If this girl is Ying, then this boy is Yu."

The dean nodded.

"Where is he now?" Long Meisuo looked at the Principal beside him and asked.

"Right now, Yu is Murdoch Group's Mu Yuntian. The orphanage in this place is built by him and Yu Feng." The dean looked at the boy in the photo and said.

Long Meisuo's hand froze there.

How is this possible? Feather was Mu Yuntian, and Mu Yuntian was feather …

The Principal spoke for a long time and Long Meisuo didn't even hear what she said.

There was only one sentence that resounded in her mind. Right now, Yu Yu is Murdoch Group's Mu Yuntian …

The person she tried to kill was actually Yu, the one who took care of her often in the orphanage, the one who gave her white rabbit candy whenever she cried, the one who cooked her instant noodles like a big child …

She had thought of finding Yu previously, but her identity made her timid. Right now, she was a killer, a murderous demon. She was afraid that he would know her identity. She was afraid to face Yu …

But now, the person she wanted to kill was actually Yu, that big brother-like Yu.

"What's the matter with you?" The Principal looked at Long Meisuo who was in front of him with a blank expression and asked.

"No …." "It's nothing. I'm not feeling well, so I'll go back and rest first." After Long Meisuo passed the photo album to the dean beside her, she quickly stood up and ran towards her room. At this moment, her heart was in a mess.