I forget you in the depths of time

Chapter 152 Are You Checking Jin Jingyu?

Shen Yichen dug him out of bed early in the morning on Friday, Song Qingyue stared sleepily at the man who was waiting to get ready and asked, "What are you doing?"

"Get up, change clothes, wash up and go out."

"Ah?" Song Qingyue turned her head to look in confusion, and saw that the alarm clock showed that it was only six o'clock, "What are you doing going out so early?"

Woke up so early to go out in such a cold day, my brain was either flooded or squeezed by the door.

"Leave at seven o'clock, and you won't arrive until noon at the earliest. Do you think it's too early to wake you up?"

"Where are you going?" She finally cleared her head and grasped the main point of Shen Yichen's words.

While buttoning his shirt, he glanced at her casually, "Go to the orphanage."

Song Qingyue was startled, and froze on the bed.

"come over."

She looked up at Shen Yichen in astonishment, he held the tie in his hand and raised it, "Help me tie the tie."

"Wear a tie even in winter? You're not going to a business meeting, is it necessary?"

Shen Yichen stared at the tie in his hand for a while, as if he was thinking about what Song Qingyue said.

After a while, I nodded in agreement, "That's right, I'm just going to the orphanage, there's no need to dress too formally."

With that said, he threw the tie on the bed, turned around and opened the wardrobe door.

He took out a dark blue sweater from the closet and put it on, only the shirt collar was exposed.

"..." Song Qingyue watched Shen Yichen change his clothes the whole time, and when he was finished, Song Qingyue was still sitting on the bed without moving.

After Shen Yichen changed his clothes, seeing that she was still looking at him, he raised his eyebrows and asked, "Are you still not getting up?"

She belatedly lifted the quilt to get up, went into the bathroom to brush her teeth and wash her face.

When she came out of the bathroom, Shen Yichen had already left the room.

There was still a clean change of clothes folded on the bed, she hesitated for a moment, and instead of going to the closet to pick out other clothes, she took the clothes Shen Yichen gave and changed into them.

When she went downstairs, Shen Yichen had already helped her get her coat and scarf.

He made a gesture to help her put on the scarf, but Song Qingyue ducked back, took the scarf and wrapped it around, and put on her coat again.

Song Qingyue put on a beret and gloves on her hands. When she went out, the two of them always kept a close distance.

Always keep a distance, but there is an invisible tacit understanding.

Now I took a shortcut to the airport, avoiding several traffic arteries blocked by the morning rush hour, and arrived at the airport smoothly.

After a short rest in the terminal, we boarded the plane.

Sure enough, as Shen Yichen said, it was already afternoon when they arrived at the orphanage.

After distributing the books, stationery, toys and clothes arranged by Fu Rong early in the morning, Song Qingyue took a look at Shen Yichen who was surrounded by children not far away, then turned and left secretly.

"Dean."

"Mrs. Shen." Wearing glasses, the gray-haired woman looked at Song Qingyue with a loving smile on her face.

She pursed her lips and smiled slightly, "Dean, do you still remember me?"

"Of course I remember." The dean smiled and nodded, "You are the child who was taken away by the Shen family. I didn't expect you to be so old in the blink of an eye."

Song Qingyue has not been back to the orphanage in the past ten years, she only came back to her hometown when she had a miscarriage.

That house was also bought by Shen Qingzong, saying that he would return her and her father's home to her.

In fact... Her memory is very vague and one-sided. If it wasn't for visiting the grave every year, she might not even be able to remember the face of the only relative in her memory.

"Dean, I came back this time to ask you something."

The other party was still smiling, as if waiting for her next words.

Song Qingyue pursed the corners of her lips and asked softly, "Do you know Jin Jingyu? In your memory, has this child ever existed in our orphanage?"

"Jin Jingyu?" The dean read the name carefully, as if he was recalling this person carefully, and finally shook his head, "No, I don't remember having this child."

Hearing this, the disappointment in Song Qingyue's eyes couldn't be concealed, isn't there someone like Jin Jingyu?She thought it was her partner from the orphanage...

That's right, after all, he is from the Jin family, so how could he stay in the orphanage like her?

"In the reference room, there is a list of children who have grown up in the orphanage over the years and have been taken away for upbringing. If you need it, you can go and have a look." The dean said slowly.

Song Qingyue's gloomy clear eyes were instantly lit up, overjoyed, "Thank you, Dean."

As soon as she turned around, the person who was originally hiding in the corner was leaning against the wall, his handsome face was expressionless, and his dark eyes were like deep cold pools.

Song Qingyue bumped into him just in time, the smile on her face faded a little, "Why are you here?"

He didn't speak, and the two suddenly became awkward.

"You... heard everything?" Song Qingyue tentatively raised the corner of her eyes to look at him, and asked softly.

Shen Yichen hummed, "Are you checking Jin Jingyu, or do you think he has something to do with you and want to get back your past?"

"... "

She was silent for a while, "I just think he is very familiar, and I want to know if such a number one person has appeared in my past life."

His black eyes fixed on her, his eyes lingering on the quiet little face.

Not as thin as in the past, under his recuperation, there is also a reason for pregnancy, Song Qingyue finally has some flesh on her face, it looks a little plumper than before, her face has changed from a pointed oval face to a small oval face The face is as big as a palm, but it feels sensual when pinched.

Rubbing his index finger and thumb constantly, he couldn't restrain the itching in his hand, he raised his hand and pinched her face, his face was still calm, his expression was serious as if he was sculpting a work of art.

With a deep and cold voice, "I'll accompany you."

"Oh…"

She didn't have any objections, and she didn't plan to deliberately deceive Shen Yichen.

Pushing open the door of the reference room, the room was dark and gloomy, and Shen Yichen, who entered first, turned on the light.

Thick dossiers are accumulated, at least there must be thousands of them.

Fortunately, everything has been sorted, and she only needs to look for the files of the same year as her.

The two worked together in a division of labor, flipping through one book after another.

Song Qingyue's neck was sore from searching, and she didn't see any suspicious matching children, only her own information, which was found by Shen Yichen.

As soon as he found Song Qingyue's dossier and turned to that page, his hands paused slightly, his slender fingers brushed over the one-inch photo, and his gaze casually glanced at the tiny her in that one-inch photo.

When she was a child, she was not as skinny as when she first came to Shen's house. She was white and tender like a little bun, and her watery eyes like black grapes were shining like stars.

She was cute when she was a child. If it wasn't for him, maybe she still has a not perfect but stable and happy family now.

Shen Yichen's eyes flashed with loneliness, and he subconsciously glanced at the woman who was still seriously looking for information, his eyes were obscure.

He put the thick textbook in front of her, Song Qingyue was taken aback, and asked, "Did you find it?"

"There is yours. If you really know each other, then Jin Jingyu's should also be in this book."

Hearing this, Song Qingyue just took that book and examined it carefully. In the quiet room, there was only the rustling sound of pages being turned. Shen Yichen stared at the stack of documents piled up on the table in a daze.

Back then, when grandpa said he would adopt a girl doll back, he didn't agree.

He doesn't like strangers disturbing his world, and he doesn't like strangers coming in and out of the Shen family.

But grandpa insisted on going his own way and insisted on bringing him back, even coercing him, who was still in school at the time, to come to the orphanage with him.

He didn't enter the orphanage, so he sat in the car and watched from a distance, and saw the little girl that grandpa mentioned.

They were also 15-year-old girls. The girl grandpa wanted to adopt was severely stunted and dirty all over. It was the complete opposite of the always glamorous ladies and ladies he had come into contact with in his circle.

The story of Cinderella is always only in a fairy tale. Apart from disgust and rejection at the first sight, he didn't feel pity for it.

He is not the savior, if everyone living at the bottom needs his care and help, then the Shen family would have gone bankrupt long ago.

but…

He looked into the orphanage through the glass covered with a special material. There was a boy next to the girl who was about to become a member of the Shen family.

Seeing that he was slightly older than her, compared to Song Qingyue at that time, he had a strong interest in the boy beside her.

Not for anything else, just because he saw familiar traits in that young-looking boy, that person... was his kind.

Instinctively, he examines the other person.

Later, I felt that I was funny. People on two tracks that have no intersection, no matter how similar they are, so what?He doesn't need to care about anyone who doesn't threaten him.

Now think about it...

That person is Jin Jingyu, right?

Speaking of which, he met this person ten years ago. He never thought that Jin Jingyu would be so persistent. After so many years, he still hasn't forgotten the past and found it again.

"It seems that there is no..."

"It was a waste of time. Hey, did you hear me?"

The slender five fingers spread slightly, shaking slightly in front of his eyes, trying to attract Shen Yichen's attention.

"Ok?"

Song Qingyue looked at Shen Yichen, who was obviously out of shape, and frowned slightly, "I said that it seems that there is no him, and I wasted so much effort to search for so long, maybe I really thought too much, maybe he was lying to me..."

"Since you haven't, then pack up and go out."

She nodded in agreement, "Yeah."

Song Qingyue got up and began to pack up the files on the table. Shen Yichen sat still, watching her back in a daze.

In fact, sometimes, he also knows that this kind of selfishness is good or bad for Song Qingyue. Maybe he is afraid of hiding the truth that he knew early on?

She was afraid that Song Qingyue would be shaken when someone who was evenly matched appeared.

Compared with Jin Jingyu who has been looking for her for ten years, the person who is right in front of him has never done anything. He is also flustered. He is afraid that Song Qingyue will know the truth too early and it will be bad for him. He is afraid that she will have more reason to turn around. leave.

When did he, Shen Yichen, become so submissive?

In the beginning, grandpa taught him to be indifferent, but now Song Qingyue taught him that feelings are precious.

A person without emotion is a dead thing.

He has been reduced to a walking dead for more than ten years, and his bad nature is hard to get rid of. Once something happens, the person he wants to protect must be himself.

Slowly now, he will think more, not only about himself, but also about other people. He always wants to have a better material life with Song Qingyue.

Besides that, he didn't know what else he could do for her.

"Why did you leave without saying a word? Really, at least help me clean up before leaving!"

Song Qingyue muttered, her small mouth was full of complaints.

Looking at the man standing by the window, he smelled the smell of cigarettes as soon as he approached, frowned and covered his nose, "Stop smoking."

Shen Yichen paused, threw the cigarette on the ground, and kicked out his leather shoes.

After smoking a cigarette, his throat was very dry and itchy, he clenched his fists to cover his mouth and coughed twice dryly.

(End of this chapter)