Mysterious creature sightings

Ling Jiangnian left the office.

The assistant didn't have time to prepare some hot drinks. When he went in, he saw only his boss resting with his eyes closed and pressing his temples.

It looked like he had a dispute with someone, and the situation was not optimistic, which made him exhausted.

The assistant gently brought a cup of hot coffee and a mini croissant: "Mr. Ling, you have to fly to the Southwest Branch at four in the afternoon. It takes a long time. I heard that you didn't eat much for lunch. You can eat something and drink coffee. .”

"Well, thank you."

Having said that, when the assistant went out, Ling Jiangyu just picked up the coffee and took a sip.

It tasted bitter in the mouth, just like his current mood.

——He may really not be a good brother and cannot fulfill his responsibilities as a brother.

Jiang Yue was lost by him. After he found her, not only did she not get close to him, but she actually hated him. Even if she talked about it, she would prefer to get close to Yu Zhang, an outsider in private.

Jiang Nian was adopted for ten years. He thought he had done what a brother should do in these ten years, but in the end, he still made her unhappy.

Failed on both ends.

Fortunately, he wanted Jiang Yue and Jiang Nian to get along well before, thinking that as long as they cooperated, he could create a harmonious atmosphere for the family.

Now, he had to admit, it was hard to do.

After drinking a whole cup of coffee, he swallowed the last bit of bitterness and looked aimlessly at the bright blue sky outside the floor-to-ceiling window. After a long time, he took two deep breaths, returned to his normal state, and pressed the communicator to let the assistant in.

"Get your documents and luggage ready, and we'll go to the Southwest Branch in advance."

Jindong Group involves many business sectors and the workload is huge. All branches and subsidiaries in the Southwest Branch need to be inspected.

We also have to hold various meetings to participate in and promote cooperation between the branch and benchmark companies in other local industries.

After two days of busy work, he was also discussing cooperation during the meal, which made his stomach feel uncomfortable. Finally, he had some rest time, and was able to leave the company before five o'clock in the afternoon, which was rare.

Before this, he could only see the city lights at night when he looked up almost every day.

After some time, his mood had almost recovered. Ling Jiangyu stopped his assistant's plan to arrange dinner and suddenly asked: "Isn't this place not far from Dalinggou Welfare Institute?"

The assistant understood and immediately searched for the route map: "It's not far. It takes an hour to drive to the county seat. Do you need me to purchase some supplies suitable for donation?"

"Okay, use my personal account. Large quantities of things can be sent over later. You try to buy some practical things as soon as possible and put them in my car."

"it is good."

Half an hour later, Ling Jiangyu set off with a cart full of school supplies and daily necessities and went to Dalinggou Welfare Institute.

After Jiang Yue was found, he went there once. At that time, he was focused on his sister's past living conditions. He just looked at the mottled walls and the children wearing ill-fitting clothes. He couldn't stand it anymore and could only rush. leave.

This time, he stood at the door of the orphanage, looking at the half-yellow persimmon tree in the yard, and walked through the door again as a brother who wanted to know the details of his sister's past.

When I crossed that threshold, I felt like I was walking through the days when Jiang Yue was so anxious.

There is a class going on in the orphanage right now. Children of different ages and heights are sitting together, doing the simplest addition, subtraction, multiplication and division.

Some children did not pay attention to the lectures. They laughed and showed scribbled pictures to others.

Ling Jiangyu happened to be able to see the painting from where he was standing. In the middle of the crappy sunflowers was a big-headed baby crying loudly, which seemed to be the child who was looking at the painting.

I don’t know what happened between the two children before that, which made the girl deliberately draw pictures and make faces to laugh at the boy.

But it is not a bad thing for a girl to have a strong personality. Ling Jiangyu lowered his eyes and smiled softly, imagining Jiang Yue's life here.Did she laugh like this when she wanted to?And draw pictures for others to see?

After this awkward math class ended, Ling Jiangyu went to the dean who was also a teacher and asked her about Jiang Yue's past.

"How was her temper when she got along with other children before?"

The dean couldn't remember clearly, so he only spoke from a vague impression: "She didn't like to talk very much, and she even smiled lightly. Her favorite thing to do every day was to sit on the steps and look at the tree in the yard. Probably looking at the sky.”

The curve of the corners of Ling Jiangyu's mouth slowly flattened. He was silent, and then asked: "Did she take these classes before? Do you have any photos or paintings of her left?"

Dean: "There should be. We rarely clean up the things left by the children."

She took Ling Jiangyu to look at the photo album. The photos from eight or nine years ago were all yellowed. They were not plastic-sealed and did not pay attention to angles and compositions. They simply took a "family portrait" to preserve the existence of those children back then. trace.

"Jiang Yue seems to be here," the dean said, pointing to a blurry figure turning sideways. "They are always dishonest when taking pictures. They move around and refuse to listen."

Ling Jiangyu didn't say anything and continued to scroll down. It was like turning over the years year by year, and Jiang Yue's growth could be vaguely seen.

"This photo shows the adoption of several abandoned two- and three-year-old children. There are more than 30 children in the orphanage. We can't manage them. Everyone was dirty when we took the photo."

"Jiang Yue is the only clean child. She was already eight years old when she came here. She has a well-established personality, is polite and loves to be clean, so people always come to me to complain, saying that Jiang Yue dislikes them."

It's a pity that in this photo, Jiang Yue still only has a side face. Because it was taken in the evening, the light was not bright and it was not clear at all. It would be more appropriate to call it a vague silhouette.

Ling Jiangyu looked at the silhouette, traced it twice, and slowly turned to the next page.

The dean couldn't remember the next photo clearly, and said in a daze: "Maybe it was taken by volunteers. They like to take pictures when the children are playing games and use them as material. But Jiang Yue doesn't like to move. It should be the one squatting in the corner." .”

Still can't see clearly.

Ling Jiangyu frowned and turned around quickly. Jiang Yue in the photo was almost always from the back, with a blurry profile.

Until the last few photos, there were no frontal photos of her, silent and cold, not much different from her current appearance.

He didn't know why, but he breathed a sigh of relief.

"Can I take this photo with me? I also want to make a few copies of the others."

For the sake of his donations, why not?

The dean gave him the photo and actively invited him to take away some small things that Ling Jiangyue had used before.

Ling Jiangyu accepted all the photos, and also wanted some paintings and homework books written by his sister.

The dean agreed readily and organized several people to look for it together.

But after searching and searching, I found all the homework books of the children in the photo, but I couldn't find the one with Ling Jiangyue's name on it.

Not only were there no homework books, nor were there any paintings that those people remembered, there were no name tags sewn on the clothes that Ling Jiangyue wore.

The dean doubted himself a little, and said to himself as he turned over the book: "It's impossible not to have it. At least every child will keep the painting as a souvenir."

Ling Jiangyu stood behind her, his brows furrowed tightly and his eyes dim.

"Xiang Dean, Jiang Yue fell seriously ill when he was nine years old. He had repeated fevers and took medicine. Do you still remember this? In other words, does anyone else keep medical records? In addition, does anyone remember? Some of the more important things that happened during her years here?”

God, the conflicts are really exciting.It was so exciting that I had no choice but to jump to the rivalry scene between Jiang Yue and Lin Zheng in the next chapter. At least I wanted to gain some peace and love before facing my brother's doubts.