Chapter 36 - Funeral

"Have you heard? Dodo, who has been playing with Xiaofeng, was scared and cried, and couldn't get well for a few days, crying when he saw him."

"Yes, everyone says that Xiao Feng is an evil spirit reincarnation, whoever is close to him will be unlucky."

"No wonder no one plays with him."

"Shh, stop it, the teacher is coming."

In front of the dormitory building of the Warm Sun Orphanage, several children stopped communicating with the arrival of Auntie Zhao, and stood honestly in place smiling and greeting Auntie Zhao.

Reaching out and stroking the children's heads, the preoccupied Auntie Zhao walked quickly into the dormitory building.

Because of financial constraints, the dormitory building and the office building of the Nuan Yang Orphanage were one and the same, and the second floor was the director's office.

"Knock, knock, knock!"

"Enter."

Auntie Zhao pushed open the office door, her face a little anxious.

"Little Feng he refused another couple's adoption, this is the third time, this child, today snapped the ice cream Mr. Wang bought for him directly on the face of Mr. Wang's lover! Dean, you have to take care of this child! If this continues, he images are not his own, we warm the sun ....."

The old man with white hair raised his presbyopic glasses, waved his hand, interrupted Aunt Zhao's words.

"I know, you go out first."

"Dean, you can't keep protecting him like this! He ....."

"Go ahead, I'll handle it, call him over."

Despite some reluctance, Auntie Zhao got up and nodded to the dean, before turning around and quickly leaving.

Picking up his white iron teacup and shaking it, Dean Zheng Yong looked at the big red word "Xi" on the teacup and fell into a deep thought, not knowing what he was thinking.

After a long time, Zheng Yong came back to his senses, took a sip of the tea that had been cooled for a long time, pursed his lips, and put down the teacup.

Put down the cup of tea, look down and open the drawer, the book laminated photo in the hands for a while, the child holding a small ball in both hands, showing an angelic smile, is so innocent, kind.

This photo will be put down, Zheng Yong and from the drawer hidden in the cracks took out a dim photo.

In this photo, a child is like a ninth-world resentful baby, face blooming with a horrible smile, eyes like two empty holes, he was like a mockery of the world, cursing the gods, while showing a deep hatred of all this. With a slight frown, the old man pondered, "What a big game, what exactly do you want to do by making yourself like this?"

"Knock, knock, knock!" A knock on the door interrupted Zheng Yong's thoughts.

"Enter!"

Slowly putting down the photo in his hand, the resentful baby on the photo and Liu Yufeng who just entered the door gradually merged into one.

"Dean."

Looking at the child in front of him with a kind and innocent smile, Zheng Yong sighed.

"Why don't you want to be adopted?"

Liu Yufeng, who was only four years old, looked down and rubbed his fingers without answering.

"You are afraid of hurting them, right?"

Jerking his head up, Liu Yufeng looked at Zheng Yong with an extremely unfamiliar expression, as if he was suddenly poked through the heart, his small face filled with surprise.

"Child, you need to remember that what happened to you is not your fault, you are the kindest person I have ever met, you have a pure and holy heart."

Scratching his little face, the four-year-old Liu Yufeng did not understand what the courtyard was saying.

"Come here."

The yard kindly beckoned to Liu Yufeng, and then carried Liu Yufeng, who came squirming with small steps, directly into his arms.

Affectionately kissed Liu Yufeng's forehead, the courtyard's eyes looked out the window, his eyes seemed to pass through endless time and space, and finally rested on an endless sea.

"This world is not fair to you, and I can not continue to guard you, I heard the call from the Dead Sea."

Holding the child in his arms a little tighter, Dean had an additional layer of golden outline on his body.

"The legacy inside you is a blood debt and a breathtakingly profound means, and I will return what belongs to you."

Speaking of this, the old dean turned Liu Yufeng over and looked straight into Liu Yufeng's bright eyes then said.

"Your situation is very special, it will become more and more difficult to control as you grow older, but this world is my hometown after all, I have to selfishly put forward some requirements for you, such as, let you be kind, forever kind, no matter who hurts you, you have to maintain restraint until, you spend this life."

Speaking of this, the old dean's eyes gradually blood red, cold face showed some expectations.

"Or, you can go back to the Dead Sea to overturn the decay, I am curious, the opportunity is given to you, which one will you choose?"

Liu Yufeng, who seemed to understand what the dean was saying, smiled.

Smiling, the innocent and kind smile on the small face quietly changed, gradually eerie, bizarre, when the corners of the mouth raised to an exaggerated magnitude, he was like the evil ghost who mocked and hated everything.

Stroking Liu Yufeng's hair.

Zheng Yong liked Liu Yu Feng's first smile, the

But.

The second smile is what he wanted, so Zheng Yong smiled.

The next picture in the office was extremely bizarre, as an old man and a young woman just laughed at each other for a long, long time, until the old man spoke and said.

"Light - seal."

The little child fell asleep.

Looking deeply at Liu Yufeng in his arms, Zheng Yong carried him back to his seat, opened the drawer, took out a letterhead, and held the old fountain pen he had been using for years in his hand, the whole man fiercely rose to a holy light, divine power dazzled the tip of the pen, and wrote the first line on the letterhead.

"Someone left you in my orphanage in the midst of the storm, so I named you: Liu Yufeng, the child left in the midst of the storm."

With a big wave of his hand, the old dean said in a sacred and solemn manner.

"Brightness - decree."

With that, a second paragraph was written down.

"You have been obedient and understanding since you were a child, you are like a kind little angel."

Roads of golden light into this line of script, this seemingly ordinary sentence became a terrible decree, will make the first person who read it unconsciously to comply with the contents of the above.

"Light - blessing."

After a slight thought, the old dean wrote down the blessed holy rules that hedge against each other, leaving the choice to Liu Yufeng himself, which is also the last part of this epistle.

"I expect you to make many good friends in the future, to be adopted by a good family, and to spend your life happily."

"That deck of playing cards is the only clue to your birth, the material is very special, I have not found the answer after many efforts, I do not want to take the liberty to destroy it to do further analysis, I hope that later you can reveal its secrets."

"Of course, I believe that when you grow up you will understand that sometimes forgetting and putting down, is also a kind of happiness."

--------- Director of Warm Sun Orphanage, Zheng Yong

---------June 23, 2009

.....

Three days later, a suitcase was handed over to Liu Yufeng, with a white seal that read: Liu Yufeng opened it himself.

Under the watchful eye of his teacher, Auntie Zhao, Liu Yufeng, who was only four years old, opened the suitcase.

In the suitcase, he saw a letter, and the moment he took it into his hand, a golden light quietly entered Liu Yufeng's body.

Then, Liu Yufeng, who could not read or write, instantly understood the entire contents of the letter.

Putting the epistle back gently, Liu Yufeng was surprised to find a deck of black playing cards hidden underneath the epistle, and his delicate fingers kept rubbing the creepy clown on the cover, and looking at the smile on his face, the four-year-old Liu Yufeng also smiled.

In this way, they show each other incomparable affectionate and gradually bizarre smile, and this smile with time gradually more than a hint of madness .....

Within a few days, all the teachers and students of the Warm Sun Orphanage boarded two buses with white flowers, and they had to send off for the dean.

On the medical examination report showed that the dean Zheng Yong died of advanced leukemia, the disease was sudden and the rescue was unsuccessful.

After a short queue, the

Liu Yufeng, who personally offered flowers to the dean, looked at the familiar old man in the black-and-white photo frame, with an innocent and kind smile on his face.