"Grandpa, I don't like him..." Wan Ge's voice was very soft, but Mr. Gu heard it very clearly.
Since her parents passed away, she had barely spoken. Hearing her familiar voice, Mr. Gu was quite excited, but he didn't expect that the first thing she would say was that she didn't like him.
"Does Nannan not like it? Doesn't she want Grandpa to adopt another child? Grandpa just wants to find someone your age to play with, that's all."
Wan Ge nodded gently: "I know Grandpa wants to make me happy, but I don't like him."
After saying that, Wan Ge pointed to the little boy sitting in the corner and said, "I like him."
Mr. Gu looked in the direction he was pointing and saw a thin, small child with a dirty face.
Seeing this, the director felt a mix of emotions. He said to Mr. Gu, "That child is called Qing'an. His parents died in a car accident and he was sent to an orphanage. He's probably been traumatized and is quite withdrawn, but he's very quiet and doesn't bother people. It's just... he's not really suitable for being with."
The dean knew very well what kind of child Mr. Gu was looking for. Qing'an was too quiet and didn't like to talk to others. Such a child was not suitable to accompany others.
Furthermore, children like this require a relatively high level of care from their adoptive families. She hopes that the family adopting Qing'an will be patient and attentive. Perhaps this will help Qing'an recover from her previous trauma.
Mr. Gu hadn't expected that this child named Qing'an would look so much like his granddaughter. He understood what the director meant, and his gaze fell on his granddaughter again. He said softly, "But that little brother might not like to talk and might not play with you."
“It’s okay, I’ll play with him,” Wan Ge said earnestly.
Seeing his granddaughter like this, Mr. Gu paused for a moment. Perhaps this was a good start. His granddaughter took the initiative to talk to and accompany him, and maybe she would get through it faster.
"Then why don't you go and ask your younger brother if he'd like to come home with you?" Old Mr. Gu said again, gently gesturing for Wan Ge to walk over.
The little boy sitting on the swing had exceptionally calm eyes, so calm that he seemed to have no desire to live at all.
Then a small hand appeared in front of him, and a very soft voice came to his ear: "Little brother, do you want to come home with me? I will stay with you forever."
Qing An raised his head slightly and looked at the little girl in front of him. She seemed to be about the same age as him, but a little taller.
There wasn't a happy smile on her face; her expression was rather calm. Her beautiful eyes seemed to still be etched with sadness, perhaps indicating that she had also experienced something very painful.
Just looking at her outstretched hands, Qing An felt as if those hands had been extended to him countless times, and he had grasped them tightly countless times, and this time was no exception.
Qing'an grasped the outstretched hand, her voice equally soft: "Okay."
The dean was also surprised that Qing'an would be willing to hold her hand and answer. It seemed that it was a mutual choice, and since that was the case, the dean was very happy.
The dean took out a handkerchief and wiped the dirt off Qing'an's face one last time: "An'an wants to go home with her sister, so you have to listen to her. If you have any problems, you can call the dean again, okay?"
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