Chapter 307: :Orphanage 18

It's understandable that other people can't see him, but that person is Wei Yan, how could Wei Yan not see him? ! !
"Brother, take a closer look. Is he the Wei Yan you know?" Shen Dao said meaningfully.
Zheng Quzhi was taken aback, raised his eyes to look at Wei Yan. Wei Yan wore a black suit, his face was indifferent and icy from thousands of miles away. There were no two familiar figures around him, but he was alone, looking incompatible with the people around him.
He stood still in front of the man and said coldly, "Hello."
Hearing this, the man raised his head, looked at Wei Yan for a long while, and took a defensive step back: "Who are you?"
"My surname is Wei." Wei Yan did not reveal his name, and looked at the man condescendingly. After touching the infant child, his eyebrows were softer, and he said slowly: "I'm here to take your child away."
Zheng Quzhi opened his eyes slightly, and took the child away? If things are like what Shen Dao said, then this child is him, but why did Wei Yan appear in the place where he was born?
And... who exactly is Wei Yan?
Why... Wei Yan's appearance has not changed after more than 20 years? Although there had been faint speculations before, Zheng Quzhi suddenly found that he was a little frightened when the matter was really exposed.
"What nonsense are you talking about!" The man was irritated by Wei Yan's words, and subconsciously hugged the child tightly with a defensive face. The child seemed to be in pain, and when his mouth was flat, he began to cry, and a sharp cry sounded in the corridor.
Wei Yan was still full of composure, and said lightly: "This kid is ominous. You will only hurt yourself if you bring him by your side."
The expression on the man's face became blank, and he didn't know what he thought of, his face became pale.
Wei Yan continued to speak: "He has a tough life and will only kill those around him. Once he was born, his mother died, and you will be the next one."
Seeing a hint of hesitation on the man's face, Wei Yan's indifference became even greater: "Don't you hate him? It was he who killed the wife you finally married, and might even kill you.
"No... he is the crystallization of love between me and her..." The man shook his head and looked at the crying child with tears. The tears fell and dripped on the little face, and the baby was even more powerful. Crying.
"But you live in poverty, and the house was destroyed by the earthquake. You have no ability to feed a child." Wei Yan still said cruelly, "He is a premature baby, destined to be sick, and you have no money to treat him."
"Fuck your mother's shit!" Zheng Quzhi couldn't help but cursed. He remembered that he was in good health since he was a child, and he rarely got sick, like Xiaoqiang who could only be beaten to death, otherwise he would not live until now.
However, the man wavered.
"But if you leave it to you, can you take care of him?" the man asked tentatively.
"Of course." Wei Yan still had no expression on his face, adjusted his cuffs, and said slowly: "I have money and energy, and no children. The point is that I like him very much."
He paused and said: "I will also give you a sum of money that will allow you to spend your entire life without worrying about food and clothing. You can let your wife bury your wife in a graceful manner, or you can buy a new house so that you can stay with your father-in-law. The mother-in-law stands up straight in front of you, and you don’t have to face this child every day to remind you of your dead wife."
In the end, of course, the man was tempted. He handed Wei Yan the child who was still crying and said in a low voice, "Please treat him well."
After speaking, he turned around and left without asking Wei Yan for money.
Zheng Quzhi looked at the awkwardly holding the child Wei Yan in a daze. From the moment he took over the child, the expression on Wei Yan's face collapsed.
Some are at a loss and some hastily.
But the child was still crying, so Wei Yan was even more at a loss.
In the end, a nurse came over and was surprised by Wei Yan’s face. Then he stretched out his hand to adjust Wei Yan’s posture for holding the child, saying: "The child has to be held like this. Your posture is wrong, it will hurt him. ..."
Wei Yan, who had been stubbornly rejecting people thousands of miles away, became very tempered and patient, and asked, "What else should I pay attention to?"
...
I haven't seen enough, and the surrounding scene suddenly changed and it became a ruin.
Zheng Quzhi frowned, turned his head and stared solemnly: "What are you doing?!"
It's like watching an active TV and suddenly being cut to another TV, which makes people annoyed.
"Don't you hate him?" After a long silence, Shen Dao asked.
"What do you hate?" Zheng Quzhi held back the various emotions in his heart, and twitched his mouth with an indifferent smile: "That man will not be good to the child at first sight, and the family is poor. Wei Yan is good to the child if he raises the child.
"That child is you." Shen Dao interrupted Zheng Quzhi, his voice a little annoyed: "He didn't raise you either, but abandoned you."
Zheng Quzhi was silent for a moment: "Don't you think I really believe you?"
"That man is still alive in the world, you can find him, just ask it." Shen Dao seemed to have expected Zheng Quzhi to ask such a question, without a tone of reply.
"Oh." Zheng Quzhi lowered his eyes, and smiled carelessly. "That's good too. I don't want to call Wei Yan's father."
Shen said: "..."
"You don't want to fix this for me. I don't want to see or know, let me go back." Zheng Quzhi glanced at Shen Dao, then paused and said, "Don't show up in front of me anymore. You are a human or a ghost. The demons have nothing to do with me. You could change the appearance of Wei Yan before, and of course you can also change the face similar to mine. And I always remember that I don't have a brother, so don't call me brother."
"Others, you don't need to believe it, but even if you don't believe me if I am your brother, I am too." Shen Dao's tone suddenly became cold, "You can go and ask your thoughtful Wei Yan."
After speaking, he waved his sleeves, and he disappeared.
Zheng Quzhi's eyes widened: "Hey! Shen Dao! Shen Dao!"
Take him back damn!
After looking around the ruins, Zheng Quzhi was a little bit eager to cry but no tears. Where the is this!
"Uncle Zheng, why are you panicking?" Wanqiu's voice sounded, followed by a white mist, Wanqiu's figure appeared, with long hair fluttering.
Zheng Qu confided down, glanced at Wanqiu's waist, and couldn't help taking a breath: "Are you a man or a woman? Why is the waist so thin?" Actually, it's not just the waist, but the figure and appearance are all feminine.
"Learning to dance since childhood." Wanqiu tilted his head and laughed.
"Exercising martial arts?" Zheng Quzhi was stunned. Shouldn't the words of practicing martial arts be as burly as Cai Qian? Look at Wanqiu carefully, wondering whether to ask deeply.