Chapter 2 If we're going back, we'll have to do it in a big, big show...

Yang Kang had been stalking a super popular celebrity all night, and he had just returned home when he was woken up by a phone call. He was still a little dazed.

What did the child say?

He is the young master of the Song family!

Haha, is he still asleep, or is Luo Yunqing dreaming?

The two sides engaged in a silent exchange that lasted for nearly half a minute.

Luo Yunqing then dropped a bombshell: "DNA testing shows that Madam Song and I are mother and son. The Song family has also been investigated; there was a sudden earthquake back then, and everyone was busy evacuating. In the chaos, they were switched at birth. If you don't believe me..."

I believe you.

Yang Kang and Luo Yunqing met last summer, also in an attempt to catch a popular celebrity. The two brothers stayed up for five consecutive nights, and their hard work finally paid off when they caught the celebrity using drugs in a group.

I was just unlucky; I forgot to turn off the flash when taking pictures, and I was chased for seven or eight blocks. We were friends who had been through thick and thin together.

He believed it.

What I don't understand is, "Why would you tell me that?"

The Song family is currently at the height of its power, and this sudden big incident, whether intentional or not, will not benefit them at all.

If the Song family benefits nothing, what good will he get in return?

"They don't intend to make it public or disclose it to the outside world." Luo Yunqing snorted, indignantly: "Then what am I?"

He didn't know what other wealthy families were like, but in the Song family, interests always came first. Even if Song Xuechen was so favored, she still had to go through a marriage alliance, let alone his strange son who had suddenly barged in.

If this isn't exposed, he'll never see the light of day again.

"If I go back like this, who will take me seriously? Besides, the orphanage needs publicity too." Luo Yunqing smiled bitterly at her phone.

Yang Kang knew that the Lantian Welfare Home had almost gone out of business several times. Recently, it was only because of his meritorious service in saving people and his excellent academic performance, which led to him being recognized by higher authorities and receiving some funding.

If he really leaves quietly like this, and the hype dies down, the orphanage will probably have to close down soon.

Even if it's just for those children... Yang Kang finally slammed his hand on the table, "Fine! This matter will be handled by Brother Bao."

"Thank you, brother!"

Luo Yunqing looked out at the empty courtyard and curled her lips into a smile.

When the truth can no longer be concealed, even if they are unwilling, the Song family will have to come and pick him up properly.

Knock, knock.

I had just hung up the phone when there was a sudden knock on the door, followed by a pause and another knock.

Luo Yunqing went to open the door, his gaze falling on the little boy who was not even as tall as his waist. It was Xiao Feng.

Xiao Feng suffers from brain atrophy due to a genetic defect. He has more difficulty moving around than other children, and his eyes are always turned to one side, which causes his head to tilt as well.

Clutching a bright red watermelon in his hand, he grinned, his expression contorting uncontrollably. "Brother Xiao Luo! The watermelon's cooled down, it's so sweet, here you go!"

Trying to stand on tiptoe, I lifted the melon higher.

Luo Yunqing squatted down, took a small bite from his hand, and gave a serious evaluation: "Hmm, it is indeed very, very sweet."

"Hehehe." Xiao Feng's face lit up with joy. "Grandma said that everyone can have a piece today, so this is for my brother."

His hand reached out to touch Luo Yunqing, but his lips suddenly drooped, and his eyes were instantly filled with terror. "Brother's hand... is bleeding!"

It's probably because she pinched too hard just now, causing the wound to rupture, and a large patch of red blood seeped onto the gauze. If Xiao Feng hadn't reminded her, Luo Yunqing wouldn't have even noticed it herself.

"It's nothing. It's just a minor injury, it'll heal quickly."

"Grandma!" Xiao Feng ignored his explanation and ran to the director while crying, wailing all the way: "Brother Xiao Luo's hand is bleeding, he's going to die!"

Luo Yunqing: "..."

Not at all.

The wailing startled everyone, and they all rushed to the second floor. The old lady at the head of the group had gray hair, followed by a group of little kids. Those who couldn't see relied entirely on their friends for support, and they anxiously called out "Brother Xiao Luo" to the wall.

Faces that were both strange and familiar, some still alive ten years later, others like Xiao Feng who had long since passed away... Luo Yunqing looked at each person with almost greedy eyes, her nose tingling, and she almost burst into tears.

"Xiao Luo." With a dry palm running across her wrist, Dean Qu frowned and muttered, "Why is she bleeding all of a sudden? Come here, let Grandma take a look."

After unwrapping the layers of gauze, it was indeed torn.

The three gruesome wounds, with raw, exposed flesh, terrified the children who had come with them, causing them to wail incessantly. The headmaster was at his wits' end and quickly ordered some of the older children to take them downstairs to eat watermelon.

"It's hot now, and this wound can't be kept stuffy. If you need a change, call Grandma. If Grandma needs something, you can call Qingqing or the others. You can't keep it stuffy, understand?"

"I'll go to the pharmacy and buy some scar removal cream when I'm almost healed. It won't look good if I leave a scar."

"We boys should also be handsome and clean."

...

Dean Qu kept rambling on, applying medicine and changing the gauze.

He had just finished tying a pretty bow, and his dark hair fell down to his eyes, burying itself in her arms.

"What's wrong?" Dean Qu asked softly, "Did your mother-in-law hurt you?"

“…Mmm.” Luo Yunqing squeezed her eyes shut and placed her hand on her head. “Grandma, it hurts so much.”

He was hanged, his throat was cut, and his tongue was sticking out.

"Then Grandma will remember this, and be gentler next time." She gently stroked the back of his head, then suddenly stopped: "Look at my memory, our little Luo has found his biological parents."

"Mother-in-law..."

"Being recognized again is a wonderful thing, especially since it's the Song family." Dean Qu chuckled. "From now on, it will be good days."

Luo Yunqing sniffed, her voice muffled: "If I leave, there will be no one to help you with the work."

"Why is there no one here? There's Qingqing and the others, don't worry about it." Director Qu took his hand and said earnestly, "You've suffered so much for our orphanage over the years, Grandma has seen it all. From now on, you have to live well for yourself, understand?"

He's only eighteen, and he's already done well enough to get into university. He has a bright future ahead of him, so there's no reason for him to keep wasting his time here.

He doesn't owe them anything.

Luo Yunqing opened her mouth.

Before he could speak, Dean Qu's mobile phone, which he had used for more than ten years, rang first.

It's another message from the hospital urging me to pay my hospitalization and medical fees.

There's one such message almost every week.

The hospital is helpless. Even though the higher authorities have reduced or waived the medication costs for these seriously ill orphans, there is still a shortfall. They can only urge them every now and then, paying whatever little they can.

“Mother-in-law.” Luo Yunqing picked up the card that Song Moyan had left behind before he left, and presented it like a treasure: “Brother Song… gave two or two hundred thousand yuan, which is enough to pay Xiaoyu’s hospital fees.”

"No, no." Dean Qu quickly grabbed his hand to stop him. "This was given to you by your brother. You have to keep it safe."

“Why is my mother-in-law saying such distant things? He is my brother, and I am also Xiaoyu’s brother.”

…………

After paying off all the outstanding fees, Luo Yunqing bought some extra fruit and toys and went to visit Xiaoyu in the inpatient department.

Xiaoyu was found by Director Qu at the entrance of the orphanage during a rainstorm. She was born with kidney disease and is weaker than other children. Even a minor cold or flu requires her to stay in the hospital for a long time. She is currently waiting in line for a kidney transplant.

The little boy, not yet six years old, was neither crying nor making a fuss. Compared to the chubby eight-year-old boy in the next bed who was still crying in his mother's arms, he seemed exceptionally quiet.

He held the notebook intently, doodling and drawing on it.

Luo Yunqing got closer but didn't notice.

"Xiaoyu." He first hid the fruit and toys behind his back, then walked to the bedside, bent down, and called out.

The voice was nowhere near as hoarse as it would be ten years later; it was clear, refreshing, and like a glass of chilled soda water on a summer day.

Xiaoyu blinked and looked up, her big, dark eyes widening suddenly when she saw him. "Brother Xiaoluo!"

"Look what your brother brought you today!" Luo Yunqing couldn't wait to show off the gift behind her back. "Ta-da!"

A bag of sticky bananas, a bunch of seedless grapes, a few drawing books, and an assembled bulldozer.

"Wow!" Xiaoyu exclaimed, covering her face with her eyes shining. "The yellow bike!"

It was the car he drew in his notebook.

Luo Yunqing unpacked the box for him and let him assemble it himself. She then washed a plate of grapes and shared some with the other patients in the ward, thanking them for taking care of Xiaoyu.

Back at the bedside, I half-squatted down and discussed with him, "The sun is really nice today. I asked the nurse, and she said it's okay to go out. How about we take our little yellow stroller and go sunbathe?"

Xiaoyu hesitated for a moment, then nodded emphatically: "Yes!"

Luo Yunqing borrowed another wheelchair and put a small sun hat on him to protect him from the sun.

…………

It was nearly four o'clock in the afternoon, and it was still very hot. There weren't many people walking around outside; most of them were enjoying the cool air in the shaded corridors on both sides.

Secretary Chen Zhao pushed the wheelchair and said, "The old man is determined this time. He said that the young master of the Song family is most compatible with you by birth date and time, and can bring you good luck."

The man in the wheelchair chuckled softly upon hearing this, his voice slightly deep, "I'm already like this, what's the point of having a wedding to celebrate? Don't ruin things for them."

"Boss, don't say that." Chen Zhao was a little annoyed by his son's lack of ambition. "Didn't Old Tang say that there's still a chance for him to get back on his feet?"

A month ago, Pei Yanli, the second master of the Pei family who usually resides overseas and is in charge of the Pei Group's overseas projects, returned to China as the next successor to take over the business.

Unexpectedly, right after getting off the plane and before even getting home, he collided head-on with a large truck on the road.

The driver was seriously injured and has not yet woken up. Pei Yanli also broke her leg as a result.

The reason given by the other party was driving while fatigued, but it's easy to guess who orchestrated this, although no evidence has been found yet.

"I heard that Young Master Song has a very good relationship with the eldest son of the main branch, so we can't let go so easily." Chen Zhao gritted his teeth in resentment.

Since the other party isn't letting them have an easy time, of course we can't let them have an easy time either!

The idea was good, but after surviving a life-or-death experience, Pei Yanli felt extremely exhausted. "It's best not to get involved in family matters..."

Bang!

Before he could finish speaking, a toy bulldozer crashed straight into him.

"Oh! I'm sorry."

A little boy wearing a sun hat the same color as his toy car wheeled over, repeatedly apologizing: "Big brother, I'm sorry, I'm so sorry..."

I remember last time, the nurse pushed him out to sunbathe. When they turned a corner, she accidentally bumped into an uncle with crutches. After apologizing, she cursed and kicked them. Xiaoyu was terrified.

He hunched his head and bit his lip tightly.

The older brother was just called away by the nurse. What if this older brother scolds or hits him...?

"Don't be afraid. It's nothing serious, it's okay."

?

They didn't even scold him!

The toy car landed right in front of her, and Xiaoyu curiously peeked at it a couple of times.

The older boy in the wheelchair not only didn't scold him, but also picked up his toy car and looked at him gently, asking, "Are you playing here all by yourself? Where are your parents?"

"My brother..."

"Little Rain!"

An anxious shout came from behind.

Pei Yanli turned around upon hearing the sound. A black-haired boy wearing a mask ran closer in a few steps. The hot wind blew up his loose white shirt, revealing his slender neck and fair collarbone, which were faintly visible beneath the shirt.