Chapter 142 The Director of the Orphanage Passes Away
The night is like a heavy piece of black silk, tightly covering the entire world.
In the bedroom, it was so quiet that the only sounds that could be heard were the even breathing of Li Ruochu and Feng Yizhou.
However, this tranquility did not last long, and Li Ruochu was once again mercilessly entangled in nightmares.
In the dream, the blazing fire was like a ferocious beast, devouring everything with its fangs and claws.
Outside the scene where the fire was raging, there was still the gloomy castle, and the firelight made the outline of the castle distorted and terrifying.
There are also those people with expressionless faces, their eyes are empty, as if their souls have been taken away.
Against the backdrop of the fire, it looked particularly strange.
Li Ruochu suddenly sat up from her dream, gasping for breath.
His face was already soaked with sweat, and fine beads of sweat kept sliding down his cheeks, wetting the pillow.
Her eyes were wide open, full of fear and helplessness, as if she had not yet completely escaped from that terrible dream.
Feng Yizhou was originally immersed in a dream, but was suddenly awakened by Li Ruchu's movement.
He slowly got up, and when he saw Li Ruchu's appearance through his sleepy eyes, he instantly woke up, his face full of worry.
He quickly approached Li Ruochu, gently placed his hands on her shoulders, and asked anxiously: "Chuchu, what's wrong!"
"What a big fire! What a big fire!" Li Ruchu's voice trembled with deep fear.
Her body couldn't help but tremble slightly, as if the fire was burning right in front of her and would devour her at any time.
For some reason, this dream has been occurring more and more frequently lately, and every time it wakes her up with a startled feeling in her heart.
"What fire?" Feng Yizhou looked confused. He really didn't understand what Li Ruchu meant by this.
"Have I ever told you that I have no memory before the age of five? Ever since I entered the orphanage, I often dream of a big fire at night, as if I had experienced it myself!"
Li Ruochu spoke slowly with his lips trembling slightly.
She has been troubled by this problem all these years. The missing memory is like a huge mystery that lies in her heart and can never be solved.
Li Ruochu kept thinking hard, but still couldn't remember his memories before this.
Those blank years seemed like an insurmountable gap in her life.
After hearing this, a gleam of brilliance flashed across Feng Yizhou's eyes, like a sharp light suddenly flashing in the darkness.
His heart moved, as if he had grasped some key information.
After a while, Feng Yizhou asked cautiously: "Chu Chu, have you never considered investigating your own life experience?"
His voice was very soft, for fear of disturbing the fragile Li Ruchu at the moment, but there was also a hint of anxiety, hoping to guide her to think about this issue seriously.
Li Ruochu slowly raised his head and his eyes met Feng Yizhou's.
At this time, the sweat on her forehead had been wiped away by her subconsciously.
Thinking of the information that this man had collected about her before, she couldn't help but wonder, "So you investigated me before because you wanted to know my true identity?"
"Chu Chu, I actually suspect that you have a relationship with the Long family in Country F!" Feng Yizhou looked at Li Ruochu and said seriously.
The birthmark on Li Ruochu's waist was not accidental. Its unique shape and position reminded him of something.
In addition, the second young lady of the Long family also disappeared when she was five years old. The coincidence in time made him feel that all this was too strange!
But grandma said that the young lady of the Long family has been found.
But Feng Yizhou believed in his intuition that one of Li Ruochu and the so-called young lady from the Long family must be fake!
"Long family?" Li Ruochu was slightly stunned. This surname sounded very ancient to her.
She asked in confusion, "But I have no memory of before!"
The dean once told her that she had a serious illness when she was five years old, and after waking up she remembered nothing, including her life experience and family.
"Let's go to the dean tomorrow to find out about the situation!" Feng Yizhou said after thinking for a moment.
The results of his investigation there were also a mess. After all, it had been more than 20 years since the incident happened, and many clues had become blurred. It was not easy to investigate!
There has been no news from the Luo family yet, so for now we can only start from China and look for some possible clues from the dean.
The next morning, Feng Yizhou and Li Ruochu set out for the welfare home.
Along the way, Li Ruchu's mood was quite complicated.
There are too many children who have been abandoned because of illness, and there are also children who have lost both parents and are forced to be sent here because their relatives are unwilling to take them in.
When she thought of those children, a bitter feeling welled up in her heart.
When they arrived at the welfare home, a familiar building came into view.
But unlike the bustling scene in my memory, it’s a little quiet at the moment.
Li Ruochu saw some children playing in the yard, but their faces showed indifference that other children did not have.
Li Ruochu felt a pang of pain in her heart and took out the snacks she had bought in advance, which were the candies and biscuits that the children loved.
With a gentle smile on her face, she distributed the snacks to the children one by one.
There was a glimmer of surprise in the children's eyes and they took it timidly.
Afterwards, Li Ruochu and Feng Yizhou walked side by side towards the dean's office.
The corridor of the welfare home still looks the same as I remember, with children's paintings hanging on the walls.
When they arrived at the door of the dean's office, Li Ruochu knocked gently, and after getting a response, he pushed the door open and walked in.
However, after entering, she was stunned. The person sitting behind the desk was not the familiar Dean Liang, but a strange face.
Li Ruochu looked at the woman inside with confusion and asked politely, "Is Dean Liang here?"
"You are..." The woman raised her head and looked at Li Ruochu and Feng Yizhou with a hint of vigilance and curiosity in her eyes.
"I used to be a kid here, and I came back to ask Dean Liang something!"
Li Ruochu hurriedly explained, with a hint of anxiety in his eyes.
She was worried that she wouldn't get the information she wanted because her identity was unknown.
The woman looked Li Ruochu up and down carefully, as if to confirm the truth of her words, and then slowly said: "President Liang passed away last month, didn't you know?"
Her voice was calm, but it was like a heavy hammer, hitting Li Ruochu's heart hard.
Li Ruochu's face turned pale instantly, his eyes full of shock and disbelief: "What? He died, how could this happen!"
Her voice rose unconsciously, with mixed feelings in her heart, including grief over the passing of Dean Liang and confusion over this sudden news.
"It was Mr. Yi Ze who organized the funeral. Didn't he notify you?"
The new dean looked at Li Ruchu in front of him with a hint of surprise in his eyes, as if he thought it was strange that she knew nothing about this matter.
Yi Ze?
Li Ruochu's heart was shocked, and that familiar figure instantly appeared in his mind.
Didn’t he go back abroad?
Why would they hold a funeral for Dean Liang!
What on earth is going on!
A series of questions swirled in her mind, making her feel lost and confused.
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