"Are there guests at home?" Lin Hong, the eldest son of the Lin family, is over sixty years old. He has devoted his entire life to research and has almost no interpersonal skills.

The first time he saw Li Zhao, he subconsciously asked, "Sister-in-law, is this a relative from your mother's side?"

"Brother, come in and talk first. It's cold outside." Seeing that Lin Hong had an unshaven beard and messy hair, Lin Shen knew that he had just returned from the research institute.

Li Zhao didn't know who the visitor was, but when he heard the professor call him "big brother", he got up and went to the kitchen to get a new set of dishes and chopsticks. When he came out of the kitchen, Lin Hong was already sitting at the table, talking excitedly about the gene bank.

"The construction of the gene bank requires a lot of data and software support, and it costs a lot of money. At the beginning of this year, due to a shortage of funds, the institute originally planned to stop the project." Lin Hong took the bowl and chopsticks brought by Li Zhao, "As a result, at this critical moment, someone donated a large sum of money to support the continuation of this project. In order to complete the project as soon as possible, he even increased the investment and helped the institute introduce several outstanding assistants."

Lin Hong drank two mouthfuls of chicken soup and continued to share the good news with his brother: "I heard from others that this sponsor has a very important friend who was separated from his parents since childhood and suffered a lot. He spent a huge amount of money to help the project continue for this friend."

Hearing this, Li Zhao paused. For some reason, he thought of Yan Ting.

Lin Hong finished his words in one breath, picked up his chopsticks and started eating. He is not picky about food, he eats a mouthful of rice and a mouthful of vegetables, very regularly.

Li Zhao thought, maybe this is the mystery of the scientific research leaders?

Perhaps noticing Li Zhao's gaze, Lin Hong suddenly raised his head and met his gaze: "Which relative of my sister-in-law are you?"

"Brother, he is a student at Beijing University, not a relative of my mother's side." Du Yushu smiled helplessly, "After you finish your meal, you can stay here tonight, and your assistant will pick you up tomorrow."

"Oh." Lin Hongduo glanced at Li Zhao twice, "He looks a bit like you. I thought he was your relative."

After saying this, Li Zhao felt that the professor and the aunt had strange expressions, as if they were sad and helpless, and even looked at him with a hint of embarrassment.

This made Li Zhao, who had originally planned to eat four bowls of rice, only eat three bowls.

After dinner, Li Zhao wanted to help wash the dishes, but Du Yushu stopped him and handed all the dirty dishes to Lin Shen: "You watch TV with Uncle Lin for a while, I'm going to the kitchen to talk to Old Lin."

The kitchen door was closed, and Li Zhao heard the sound of running water and... a faint cry.

Li Zhao was a little embarrassed, and Lin Hong, who was sitting next to him, looked a little at a loss.

"I said the wrong thing again." He was a little restless, grabbing the sofa cushion with both hands, which became wrinkled by him.

Li Zhao didn't know what to say, so he pushed the fruit plate on the table towards Lin Hong.

After a while, the professor came out. He smiled gently at Li Zhao and said, "It's snowing heavily outside. Go back to the dormitory early. Take the exam seriously tomorrow and try to get a scholarship."

"I have to be serious, but the scholarship is too much of a burden for me." Li Zhao pretended not to notice that the atmosphere in Professor Lin's house was not right. He walked to the kitchen door and said goodbye to Du Yushu: "Auntie, I'm going back to the dormitory first."

"Be careful on the road." Du Yushu packed a bag of fruit for Li Zhao, "Take it back and share it with your roommates. Don't stay up late at night."

Her smile was still gentle, but the corners of her eyes looked a little red.

"Okay." Li Zhao knew he shouldn't speak, so he forced a big smile at Du Yushu and left Professor Lin's house with the fruit.

The sky was getting dark and the snow was falling heavily. Li Zhao took a breath and realized that he had forgotten to put on his scarf. The snowflakes fell into his neck and he shivered from the cold.

"Zhao Zhao, wait."

Du Yushu chased out with a scarf in her hand. She came out in such a hurry that she didn't even have time to put on her coat.

"Auntie, it's cold outside. Don't catch a cold." Li Zhao ran forward, took the scarf, and urged Du Yushu to go back to the house.

"Okay." Du Yushu glanced at Li Zhao, smiled, turned around and walked towards the faculty building. As soon as she reached the stairs, Lin Shen ran over with her coat.

"You don't even wear a coat. If your fans knew their goddess was walking in the snow without a coat, they would definitely scold me for not taking good care of you." Lin Shen put his arm around his wife's shoulders and walked home. "Are you cold?"

Du Yushu shook his head.

"Yushu, since you like Li Zhao's kid so much, why don't I talk to him and take him in as my godson..."

"No." Du Yushu shook his head, opened the door and walked into the house. "When Shao Shao finds out, he will think that we have forgotten him and don't like him. He will be sad."

Lin Shen hesitated to speak. He gently closed the door and poured a cup of hot water for his wife: "Drink some water."

"Lao Lin, that kid has a mole on the back of his neck, just like Shao Shao." Du Yushu held the cup, his voice trembling a little, "Every time I see him, I can't help but think that our Shao Shao should be as good-looking as him when he grows up."

But she knew that Shao Shao's age would always remain at three months old, and he didn't even have the time to run or walk in this world.

She knew that imagining Li Zhao as her own child was disrespectful to Li Zhao, and she wanted to control herself, but she couldn't.

When Lao Lin came back and said that he met a boy on the playground who looked a bit like her and had a mole on his neck, she thought that Lao Lin missed his child too much and had hallucinations. Later, when she saw Li Zhao in person, she realized that Lao Lin had not lied to her.

But moles on the neck are very common. Two or three out of ten people around you may have moles on their necks, but the positions or sizes may be slightly different.

Faced with Li Zhao's brilliant smile, she didn't even have the face to tell the child that their kindness and care for him all stemmed from their empathy for their own child.

She felt guilty, but always wanted to look at him more.

Then I deceive myself in my heart that my children will be just as well-behaved and lovable when they grow up.

"Second brother, sister-in-law, why don't you go to the gene bank to collect some genetic data? Maybe..."

Lin Hong thought, maybe the child is not dead yet?

This hope was too slim and even caused mental torture to Mr. and Mrs. Lin. Even Lin Hong, who has zero emotional intelligence, couldn't bring himself to say it.

The room became quiet. Lin Shen embraced his wife and turned to look at the heavy snow falling outside the window.

He couldn't help but think that he should have brought an umbrella for Li Zhao.

When they returned to the dormitory, all the roommates were reading. Seeing Li Zhao coming back, Qian Duo said, "There are no seats left in the study room. We didn't get a seat, so we came back."

"Other students went there early in the morning, so it's normal that you can't get a seat." Li Zhao washed the fruit and shared it with them. "Eat the fruit. I'm going to the bathroom to make a phone call."

As soon as he finished speaking, the cell phone rang and Yan Ting called first.

"Zhao Zhao." Yan Ting spoke a little faster than usual, "Did I disturb your studies?"

"No, I was just about to call you, but you called me first." Li Zhao walked to the bathroom and closed the door so as not to disturb his roommates from reading. "Did you enjoy your dinner?"

"Yes." Yan Ting flipped through the report on the establishment of the gene bank handed to him by the research institute, "Zhao Zhao, the relevant departments have recently established a gene bank. One of the functions in it is to help lost children and their parents conduct genetic comparisons. Wait until you finish your exam..."

Li Zhao could no longer hear what Yan Ting said next. He remembered what Professor Lin’s elder brother said, that the gene bank project was almost shelved, and was finally successfully completed because someone provided a lot of financial and technical support.

It turns out that this person is really Yan Ting.

"Tingting." Li Zhao suddenly missed Yan Ting very much at this moment, "I miss you."

Yan Ting stopped talking abruptly. After a few seconds, he finally spoke: "Do you... miss them?"

Li Zhao knew that the "they" Yan Ting mentioned was his biological parents.

"No, I miss you." Li Zhao opened the toilet window, and the cold wind made him calm down a little. "Tingting, in my heart, you are my most important lover and my most important relative. You have given me a home."

Yan Ting had imagined many possibilities after Li Zhao found his parents: they didn't like Zhao Zhao, or they didn't like Zhao Zhao being with a man, or even that they were no longer in this world.

But Zhao Zhao wanted to find his parents and have a home.

But he never thought that Li Zhao would tell him that he had given him a home.

The previous uneasiness and the possessiveness that was suppressed by reason all disappeared at this moment.

"Yan Ting, I don't think I've told you yet." In this small bathroom, Li Zhao's tone was as gentle as the sunshine in winter, "I love you."

"No matter whether I can find my parents in the future, you are the one I love the most." Li Zhao chuckled, "Except for you, no one can separate us."

He couldn't bear to see Yan Ting feel any uneasiness or sadness.

"Zhao Zhao." Yan Ting panted as he spoke. He was in a hurry. "If your future parents don't agree with us being together..."

"Then I will elope with you." Li Zhao smiled, "No one can stop me."

"Okay, let's elope." Yan Ting stood downstairs of the dormitory building, looking up at the window of Li Zhao's dormitory, "Zhao Zhao, come down."

"What?" Li Zhao thought of something, opened the toilet door forcefully, leaned on the balcony and looked down. Standing downstairs was a man wearing a long windbreaker, with snow all over his head and shoulders.

"I'm here to elope with you."

"Okay." Li Zhao took the phone, opened the dormitory door and ran out, "Wait for me."

"What happened?" Qian Duo saw that Li Zhao ran so fast that he didn't even have time to close the door. He walked to the balcony and looked down. There was no beauty downstairs except a fool standing in the open air and blowing the cold wind.

Just as he was thinking about it, he saw Li Zhao rushing out of the dormitory building gate, and then jumped onto the "fool".

The "idiot" supported Li Zhao, stretched out his hand to help him put the hood of his down jacket on his head, covering his entire body tightly, then bent down and carried him on his back.

Carrying... on your back? !

Qian Duo widened his eyes, feeling as if he had seen something he shouldn't have seen.

"Qian Duoduo, what are you looking at?" Chen Peng saw Qian Duo lying on the balcony and prepared to get up and take a look.

"Nothing." Qian Duo pushed Chen Peng back onto the stool naturally and walked to his table. "Just to see if the snow outside has stopped."

He subconsciously helped Li Zhao choose to conceal the matter. The fewer people who knew about this, the better.

Fortunately, it was dark and no one knew it was Li Zhao, otherwise tomorrow's hot headlines would definitely be very lively.

The author has something to say: Baby Tingting and baby Zhaozhao eloped from the kindergarten hand in hand.

Because they suspect their parents don't let them play together.