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"Then why is it Rong?"
"I don't know this. It's very easy to choose a name for a child in Fu... Liyuan. Just pick one of the 100 family names in the name box, and choose which one is which, maybe I just picked the word 'Rong'... …”
Rong Qin said one sentence, and Rong Qiu replied three sentences.
Rong Qin said nothing.
Rong Qin supported his jaw with the other uninjured hand, and he looked at Rong Qiu carefully. Rong Qiu was only half an arm away from him, and he was wiping his exposed fingers from the plaster with his head down. His movements were very light. He didn't know where he learned to take care of people, and he was more caring than the hospital nurses he had experienced over the years. .
At the end of the discussion, Rong Qiu has not given an accurate answer on whether to do a paternity test.
Rong Qin didn't force him either.
Rong Qin only said: "No matter what the result is, Qiuqiu is now my younger brother, and I will share half of all my future inheritance with you."
Rong Qin thought so seriously.
He even plans to contact a lawyer to amend his will as soon as he leaves the hospital.
In his original will, once he died, all his belongings would be handed over to Qin Zexi. Although Qin Zexi might not look down on those things in his hands, this was his previous intention; but now, he don't want to leave it to Qin Zexi.
The matter of the paternity test left ripples in Rong Qiu's heart.
In fact, he also fantasized about having a family. The child of the orphanage is adopted every year by social people, and the reason why he waited until he was thirteen years old is because he always felt that his biological parents would come to him, so the loving parents who wanted to adopt him in the early years were rejected by him. When he was thirteen years old, he was close to differentiation, and his mood was very unstable. During that time, the dean of the Welfare Institute talked to him every day.
"Fu... Li Yuan's conditions are really not good. If you are taken in by your adoptive parents, they will love you very much, and your separation period will be smooth, Qiuqiu."
"Then if my biological parents come back to find me..."
"Qiuqiu, you think, joining a new family doesn't prevent your biological parents from coming back to you, Qiuqiu? Even when you grow up, you will be able to find them on your own initiative."
As a result, Rong Qiu, who grew up to thirteen years in the Fuliyuan, was finally adopted successfully.
That day, Rong Qiu was wearing a new dress bought for him by the dean, with clean little white shoes on his feet, and an old schoolbag on his back, which contained all his favorite things, which he used since he was a child. Stationery and diary.
That pair of beta parents treated him well.
In front of the dean and all the children of the F. Lee hospital, I kissed his forehead and called him "Qiu Qiu".
He did live a happy life in that home for a while.
But soon, his differentiation period was getting closer, and the differentiation reaction became more and more serious.
beta adoptive parents, overjoyed.
He even took time off to stay at home with him.
He later learned that the differentiation phase of beta is always quiet, and only the differentiation phase of the alpha and omega populations is particularly severe.
The happiness and concern of beta adoptive parents are just overwhelming Xiyi of Zhongbao.
After he went through an extremely difficult one-week separation period, the beta adoptive parents looked at his unremarkable back of the neck and quickly retreated him angrily.
"If it's a beta, what's the use of looking good?" / "In the future, I can only go to an ordinary beta school, a small waste." / "Do you have any other undifferentiated children here? This Beta kid, let's go back."
Soft words are the most ruthless.
He is not only a little orphan without a home, but also a waste-to-be divided into beta.
From start to finish, he was an unpopular child.
He may have been poor all his life and scribbled like this.
"Qiuqiu! Qiuqiu! Wake up, Qiuqiu!"
Rong Qiu opened his sleepy eyes, and his dream was broken. What he saw was Rong Qin's body sticking out of the hospital bed, and all of Rong Qiu's drowsiness disappeared instantly.
"Brother Rong Qin, go back! Be careful with your legs and hands!"
Rong Qiu's heart was about to be frightened, how could he care about that dream like a revolving lantern just now.
Rong Qin was helped back to the bed by Rong Qiu. He didn't pull on his broken hand, but he accidentally scratched his back. The white sterilized cotton cloth on the shoulder blade was light red.
Rong Qiu immediately called the nurse.
Fortunately, it was only the wound that was cracked, and the new medicine and gauze were replaced. The lady nurse inevitably said a few more words, reminding Rong Qin to stay in bed and take a good rest.
Rong Qiu responded for Rong Qin one by one.
Seeing the nurse go out with the bloody gauze, Rong Qiu didn't look good when he came back after closing the door.
But before he could speak first, Rong Qin, who was lying on the bed, frowned, and his words were all concerned: "Did you just have a nightmare?"
What Rong Qiu wanted to say got stuck in his throat. He sat on his escort bed, took out the pillow and hugged it, and his arms were gently pinching. The neck is slender and smooth, and even the side face under the soft light is as white as the moon.
"no."
Not a nightmare.
But it happens every now and then.
Whenever his days went a little smoother, this dream would follow him like a shadow.
"I don't believe it, Qiuqiu, you were just now..." Almost slipped his mouth, Rong Qin bit back the word "crying".
"What happened to me just now?"
"It's nothing." Rong Qin lifted the pillow in front of his chest and changed to a position that was more convenient for him to speak, "I thought you had a nightmare, so I called you, it's getting late, go to sleep. "
As he spoke, Rong Qin yawned.
Seeing that Rong Qin was extremely sleepy and fell asleep immediately, Rong Qiu didn't ask any more questions.
He turned off the remaining light on the bedside, and the whole ward was only the cold moon outside the window. It was still a low temperature of minus ten degrees outside, but the temperature of the air conditioner in the VIP ward was suitable. He heard Rong Qin's slight snoring in his ears, which was full of richness. Fatigue came slowly.