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    There was a knock on the bedroom door.

    Liu Lei turned around and saw Liu Zhiyuan opening the door panel a crack and sticking his head in to take a look.

    "Dad." Liu Lei put down the pen in his hand and turned the swivel chair to face him.

    "Where's the review?" Liu Zhiyuan pushed the door open completely, walked into the room with a plate of cantaloupe, and closed the door behind him, "Have you finished your homework?"

    Glancing at the fruit plate in his hand, Liu Lei's right hand on the table moved slightly, stretched out his five fingers to touch the pen, held it tightly in his hand, and then nodded, "I'm done writing."

    Liu Zhiyuan walked to the desk and put down the fruit, sat down on the bedside and touched his knees.  "Tell me, what happened today." He looked at Liu Lei, frowned slightly, and spoke in a serious tone. He was not as cautious as before entering the door. "Why did you suddenly fall? You even scared Shanshan."

    A few hours ago, when he led Zhao Xishan and Liu Zhiyuan to meet, he was all dirty and said he accidentally fell.  But as a teacher, Liu Zhiyuan is very sensitive to changes in students' emotions and knows that things are definitely not that simple.  If it hadn't been for the fact that the little girl was present at the time, I wouldn't have delayed asking until I got home.

    Holding the pen tightly, Liu Lei licked his lower lip, beads of sweat dripping from his palms.  Li Han's face appeared in his mind.  In the interplay of light and shadow, the face had a slightly tilted mouth, and the long bangs almost covered the narrowed left eye.  There was a dull pain in his lower abdomen. Liu Lei lowered his head under his father's gaze and unconsciously pressed his stomach.

    Humiliation and anger surged into my heart again.

    "Stomach pain?" Noticing his little movements, Liu Zhiyuan raised his eyebrows in confusion.

    Liu Lei shook his head, but did not raise his head.

    Unlike Zhao Yichen, although Liu Zhiyuan is serious, he does not give people a sense of oppression.  Liu Lei weighed it in his mind.  Reason told him that it was best for his father to know the truth.  He is a teacher and knows the best solution.

    Biting his lower lip, Liu Lei clenched the hand on his abdomen into a fist.  He felt hot at the base of his ears and tight in his throat.  His lips were as if they were solidified into plaster, making it difficult to move.

    "actually¡­¡­"

    There was the sound of broken dishes in the kitchen, followed by Zhao Yiqing's groan.

    Standing up as if he was electrocuted, Liu Zhiyuan panicked and rushed out of the bedroom and ran towards the kitchen, "What's wrong? What's wrong? Does it hurt again?"

    When he slammed the door, Liu Lei came to his senses, jumped up from the swivel chair, and ran out of the room with him.  At this time, Liu Zhiyuan had already helped Zhao Yiqing out of the kitchen and slowly moved towards the sofa in the living room, "Quick, quick, go sit and rest, I will wash the dishes"

    She nodded with a pale face. She was supported by him with one hand and covering her stomach with the other, bending over and walking with difficulty.  Zhao Xishan's small figure followed her, still holding the doll in the green skirt with his left hand, and gently pinching the hem of her clothes with his right hand, raising his little face and widening his brown eyes, looking carefully and timidly.  she.

    Not forgetting that there was still a child by his side, Zhao Yiqing turned around and endured the pain to comfort her: "Shanshan is fine. Auntie will go downstairs with you to sleep after a short rest"

    Liu Lei looked at them stupidly in the aisle. The sweat on Liu Lei's palms had not yet dried, but those complicated emotions were suppressed.  His Adam's apple moved up and down, and he turned to look at the unwashed dishes and chopsticks in the kitchen sink, as well as the broken pieces of porcelain bowls on the floor.  He turned around and went to the balcony to get a dustpan and a broom. While sweeping the pieces together, he raised his voice and said to Liu Zhiyuan, "Dad, I'll wash the dishes. You can take Shanshan downstairs first."

    "Can you wash it?" the other party called back to him in the living room.

    Liu Lei raised his head, "It's not like it hasn't been washed."

    "It's okay, you're such a big man." Liu Zhiyuan in the living room muttered, "Come on, go down and rest."

    Being supported by him through the kitchen, Zhao Yiqing stopped, stretched his neck and told his son, "Finish your review early and rest early."

    Liu Lei nodded his head like a chicken pecking at rice, and did not stop working. "Mom, don't worry, just go to sleep. I have to have surgery next week."

    As soon as he finished speaking, he heard slight footsteps approaching again.

    Holding the broom and raising his head, he met Zhao Xishan's gaze.  The little girl walked into his sight alone and stood in front of the dining table without saying a word, looking at him with a dull expression.  Her two little hands hung in front of her, still holding the little doll tightly.

    Although she didn¡¯t say a word, Liu Lei seemed to suddenly understand what she wanted to say.

    He opened his mouth, hesitated for a few seconds, and swallowed back the words that came to his lips. In the end, he just said: "Be good, be good, and go to bed early with your aunt."

    The little girl¡¯s eyes were straight, so good??Look for anyone who has worked in that welfare home and can still be contacted so that you can confirm the information and inquire about the situation at that time.  "

    After thinking for a moment, Zhao Yichen raised his right hand and put his hand on the steering wheel.

    "Okay, I'll go there in a few days, confirm the time and let you know in advance." He paused, "Thank you."

    "We have been brothers for many years, how can we say thank you?" Zhou Haoxuan poured some more water into his mouth, and took a long breath, "I am a little curioushow did you think that they might not be Xu Yunfei's biological children?"

    Zhao Yichen did not answer immediately.

    He held the phone and saw Wu Lixia jogging with her dog. Her figure gradually moved away and disappeared into the hazy mist.

    "I went to see Zeng Jingyuan." His eyes stayed in the direction she left, and he felt the other person's breathing briefly stagnant. "He heard that Jiaying's real name was Xu Han, and acted very strange. And he also asked me, she  Did he die in the Xu family?" Still remembering Zeng Jingyuan's expression when he said this, Zhao Yichen did not pause in his words, but continued in a calm voice, "In addition, the Xu family did not report the case when Xu Han was lost, and only two  There are two possibilities. One is that she was kidnapped, and the other is that she escaped from the Xu family on her own. If I contact Zeng Jingyuan, I think the latter is more likely."

    "If that's what the Xu family did back then, it's normal for her to run away." The jingle of a lighter switch sounded on the other end of the phone. Zhou Haoxuan paused, perhaps taking a puff of cigarette, "You said they  What are you doing selling theseAsian children abroad?"

    "Usually it's for human organs." Zhao Yichen put on his seat belt, "Some of them are also sent to the black market for auction and used as sex slaves."

    Zhou Haoxuan remained silent.

    "Old Zhao." After more than ten seconds, he spoke again, and his voice returned to the original hoarseness, "I won't say more, you can figure it out yourself. I only remind you, no matter what the truth is, don't say anything more.  Impulsive, okay?" He took a long puff of cigarette, and the sound of inhaling clearly reached Zhao Yichen's ears.  After a while, he breathed out, "I still remember the time you beat Zeng Jingyuan in prison. Not only did it not work out, but you yourself also suffered a lot, right? So don't let it happen a second time.  , ok?¡±

    Zhao Yichen shifted gears and stepped on the accelerator, driving the car out of the alley, "I know."

    Zhou Haoxuan on the other end of the phone hummed a syllable from his throat.

    "When the matter is cleared up, it will be settled." He said, "We are all men, we must be able to take it and let it go."

    On the passenger seat, the MP3 player tightly entangled with the headphone cord slid to the corner of the seat.

    Zhao Yichen raised his eyes and saw his face in the rearview mirror.

    Apathy, fatigue.  No emotion could be seen from the corners of his brows and eyes.

    There is still only one audio file in that mp3.

    An eleven-second recording, a call for help that received no response.

    "I know." He heard his own voice.

    he knows.

    But he can't do it.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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