However, the arrangement of fate has its own wonders. One afternoon after Ju Nian worked in the Municipal Welfare Home for more than half a year, she was dragging the floor of the corridor and accidentally heard a poor child mentioned by the nursing staff and outsiders in the hospital. She was a girl, three years old, and her parents were said to be unknown, and she was adopted as soon as she was born. The child was about two years old. When her adoptive parents were feeding her, she suddenly had symptoms of purple cheeks and cramps in her hands and feet. At first, she thought she was suffocated by accident and was sent to the hospital. She was diagnosed after being sent to the hospital.

Suffering from congenital epilepsy. The adoptive parents were greatly hit when they learned about it and took their children to various hospitals for treatment many times, but they were told that there was still no effective cure. Although this disease does not occur frequently, as long as it exists for one day, it is like a time bomb. Because their family background is not very good, the adoptive parents retreated after thinking about it repeatedly. Although they were reluctant to leave, they still sent the girl back to the welfare home. Although there were still couples who wanted children who had plans to adopt it, they all gave up when they heard about the disease.

Ju Nian didn't know how many times she dragged the corridor that afternoon, from one end to another, and started from the beginning. Until the dean walked past, he kindly reminded him: "Xiao Xie, the floor is so bright that it can be seen." She stopped and realized that she was very tired.

A three-year-old girl suffering from epilepsy and was abandoned.

Ju Nian told herself that she had not seen enough pitiful examples in the welfare home for more than half a year. What does this have to do with me? But after putting down the cleaning tools in her hand, somehow, she still walked to the children's afternoon activity room by chance.

At that time, a couple who were planning to adopt an orphan were present. The staff in the yard called all the children who could walk together to sing children's songs in a semicircle, waiting to choose. No one gave Ju Nian any guidance or hint. She saw the child from afar. In that semicircle, she was the smallest, thin and weak, and if it weren't for the color of her clothes, it would be almost impossible to identify her gender. She followed the other children and sang with her palms, making the beats from time to time, with the hollowness that the children here were used to.

The young couple finally chose a baby who was just eight months old. The children at this stage did not have much memory and were easier to cultivate feelings. The children who failed to choose disperse one after another, some chasing each other and some playing alone.

Ju Nian grabbed the staff who was caring for the child and pointed at the child hesitantly and asked: "Sister Wang, is that the child whose epilepsy was returned...?"

The woman named Sister Wang nodded, and her words were full of pity, "It's also very pitiful. The child over three years old looks like he is two years old, and he is another girl."

Ju Nian didn't know how he walked to the child. The child sat on a small wooden stool, without saying a word, and looked straight at the people beside him with big eyes open.

Ju Nian's hand stretched out was shaking. For countless moments, she was persuading herself to avoid such a touch, just like when she was pushing a worn-out bicycle alone in the wind, not looking back, never looking back, there would be no ending without a start.

Now, many Jinglan has gradually calmed down and cooled down. She no longer dreamed of her slowly opening her hands in the blood light every night, unable to hold anything, only Gu Qing's palm lines.

Is it this child? Is it the child who changed her fate for half of her life but never met?

Ju Nian's hands fell on the child's soft hair, but the child did not move, just looked at her. His eyes were strange.

Ju Nian's hand was placed down between the child's eyebrows and eyes, covering the eyes. The girl's thin lips finally had familiar traces, as if she said this: "Where I go, I will remember to say goodbye to you." Goodbye, goodbye, it's like in front of me?

Ju Nian gritted her teeth, but the tears had their weight and were knocked down hard. The tears seemed to drip into the dry and cracked land, and were swallowed up in an instant, but they awakened the memories of long-drought. They felt even more unspeakable pain could no longer be covered. Ju Nian squatted in front of the child who knew nothing, crying without a sound. She had never shed tears so happily. If everything was true, half of this child was her disaster, and the other half was her soul.

The child felt something strange, and turned his head to the side, dodging Ju Nian's hands that were covering her eyes.

"Auntie, I'll sing for you."

The child obviously misunderstood. Like all the children here, she instinctively longed to appear and take her away. These days, she met many adults who came to adopt the child. The aunt in the yard said that as long as they were well-behaved, there would be new parents. She had already done the most well-behaved, but no one picked her. She thought that the young aunt squatting in front of her was also an adopter, clumsyly trying to perform for her.

Ju Nian shook her head.

"Auntie, can you take me away?"

Although the children in the welfare home have no worries about food and clothing, they definitely do not grow in the warm flower room, and no one does not want to leave.

When Ju Nian heard this, she felt a chill in her heart, and then she woke up from a colorful bubble she blew up. She was a person who believed in love with her fate, but who dared to say that this child must be Wu Yu's flesh and blood? I don't know how many children suffering from epilepsy in the world, and how can she be sure that his child must have inherited epilepsy and was sent to her by chance by fate? In her current situation, what should she take care of a child? Even if she is Wu Yu's daughter, the child still has blood that her other half is not willing to approach. Her biological mother no longer looks for the whereabouts of the child. Why should she carry this burden? No, she has carved too much for them. Why should she pay the price for others' ridicule?

"Can you do, aunt?" The child's soft hands touched the tears on Ju Nian's cheek.

Ju Nian shrank like an electric shock, and quickly stood up and fled.

"No, no."

All night, Wu Yu's face, Chen Jiejie's face, and Han Shu's face repeatedly overlapped in Ju Nian's mind, overlapping into the child's face, sometimes like the child during the day, sometimes like Wu Yu, sometimes like herself; sometimes a terrifying monster, sometimes a pile of dirty blood... She wanted to scream, waved her hand wildly in the illusion, and could not touch anything.

She woke up panting, sweating and very cold. Pingfeng had not come back yet, and the night was dark and lonely. Ju Nian sat up with her quilt, wiped her forehead, and her breathing slowly calmed down. After a while, she took out a picture of the city's evening newspaper from under her pillow.

Ping Feng took the newspaper back from the customer. There is a small picture news on the lower right side of the page - "The famous British oil painter Xie Si Nian will hold a personal painting exhibition in his hometown in the near future." Ju Nian once mentioned his cousin to Ping Feng in prison. Ping Feng is a thoughtful person.

"Why don't you go to find him? He is your relative and has money, maybe you can make a fortune." Ping Feng asked this.

At that time, Ju Nian had already found a job in a welfare home. Although his income was not high, his life was gradually stable, so she shook her head. When Sinian's cousin came back, she was happy, but she didn't dare to see him. In addition to not being afraid, she also didn't want to. When she was young, Sinian's cousin often said that she was a spirited girl. She didn't want a young woman who was mediocre and even had an unbearable history to break her cousin's memory. Let the little cousin in his memory always be that girl with a good appearance and weird heart. Besides, the peaceful life she wanted was her cousin.

However, it is different now. From the moment she saw that child, Ju Nian's life trajectory was destined to change. She knew that she could not think that child did not exist and could not leave her alone in the welfare home. No, if she could, she would not be Xie Ju Nian today.

Five days later, Xie Sinian met a timid but smiling young woman at his art exhibition - and another small figure leaning out from behind her.

Ju Nian is grateful to his cousin Sinian. He is the person who gave her the most substantial help in her life, and he does not ask for any reward. Ju Nian's parents have long been neglected to contact Xie Sinian, and Ju Nian himself has not seen his cousin for many years. However, Xie Sinian quickly helped Ju Nian finish everything, even more than she expected.

Ju Nian was unmarried and could not legally adopt an orphan. In addition, she didn't want the child to call her mother in her heart. Xie Sinian said that he married the person he loved. Although the person he loved was terminally ill, this did not prevent them from adopting an orphan. Due to Xie Sinian's fame and financial resources, the adoption procedures were handled surprisingly smoothly, and the child quickly changed his surname to "Xie".

In addition, after learning about Ju Nian's recent situation, Xie Si's young man bought the small courtyard they inherited from Ju Nian's aunt and uncle who went north to do business, and Lin Henggui took away from Wu Yu as a place for Ju Nian and his children. After all this was settled, he did not stay for long.

In this way, Ju Nian took her child back to the place where Wu Yu was born and grew up. Ju Nian told the child that Xie Sinian was originally her father, but she accidentally lost her before, but now she has finally found her. Because she is busy with work, she asked Ju Nian as her aunt to take care of her.

The child was too young at that time and did not know how to distinguish many things, so there was no reason to not believe in them. A stable life was easily covered with gray marks. Moreover, the memories before the age of three were originally blurred and did not take too long. The child gradually forgot his former adoptive parents and life in the welfare home.

In order to avoid suspicion, Ju Nian also quit his job in the welfare home and relied on his skillful sewing skills learned in prison to become a clerk in a fabric store. Time seems to have turned a new page since then. Ju Nian once advised Ping Feng to withdraw from that line as soon as possible. Now it is time for her to repay Ping Feng. Ping Feng can move here to live with her and her children. But Ping Feng smiled at this suggestion. She said: "I'm going to be like this in my life. You can't say you can repay me. You owe me a few months of rent, but I owe you a life. You can live it yourself."

Yes, live a good life. Ju Nian led the child to stand in the courtyard with loquat leaves. The past is like a phantom of lightning. Nan Ke dreamed, and the water surface shattered by the rocks was restored to a peaceful ancient realm, as if nothing had happened. She has always been here and has always been there. Only the loquat tree planted by Wu Yu himself back then is no longer the same as before, which makes Ju Nian easily think of Gui Youguang's sentence.

"There is a loquat tree in the courtyard, which was planted by my wife when she died. Now it is like a pavilion."

She understands the taste of the situation, the desolation is hidden behind the calmness.

But why should she be desolate? Pingfeng once blamed her for being stupid and adopted a child who was not related to blood. What's more, it is not certain whether the child is an old friend or not. There may not be such a coincidence in the world. Perhaps the so-called intuition is just an illusion under Ju Nian's longing. Ju Nian did not refute it, maybe Pingfeng was right. But she named the child "Fe Ming". It is not necessarily a happy thing to understand too much. She chose to follow her heart.

The wind blew across the low walls of the yard, and the shadows of the trees were swaying. I heard that the loquat tree had bear fruit. Ju Nian's world has always been alone. Wu Yu was the one who wandered the closest, but he never knocked in. Now Ju Nian thinks he is here. He is back and accompanying her and the child, but she can't see it.

Ju Nian spread her palms, and the leaf Wu Yu gave her was blown to the roots of the tree by the wind. Her world has never been so perfect.
Chapter completed!