"Xiao Yi."

Wei Yi opened his eyes blankly and saw his father laughing and poking his face, "Little lazy man, don't get up yet."

Wei Yi looked at him blankly, for some reason, but when he saw this smile, he felt a pain in his heart as if he had a torn tear.

"Xiaoyi, get up quickly. I made your favorite coconut porridge for breakfast. If you don't get up, will your father eat it?"

Wei Yi turned around in a hurry and saw his mother pinching her waist and smiling at him. His body was suddenly picked up by his father. Wei Yi lay in his arms and couldn't come back to his senses in a daze.

Wei Da hugged him and walked to his wife and rubbed it, "Girl, don't always harm me in front of the child, you will be wiped out by your majesty."

Wei Yi's mother rolled her eyes and held the fried spoon and patted his head, "You have a majesty, hurry up and take Xiaoyi to dinner, we have to go out."

Wei Yi was carried to the dining table by his father and his mind was confused when he handed the spoon to his hand. Wei Da looked at him and bounced his forehead, "Boy, why are you stunned?"

"Dad..." Wei Yi suddenly put down the spoon, rushed to his father a few steps, and shouted in a choked voice, "Dad!"

Wei Da was startled and hurriedly bent down to hug him, "What are you doing?"

"I, I dreamed of you..., mother... and aunt... and the others... they..." Wei Yi said tremblingly, raising his hand to grab his father's intact hand, "I'm scared to death, I'm scared to death..."

Wei Da laughed, took the child back to the table and kissed him, "Okay, just dreaming, don't be afraid," the man said, "She is taking a good meal here, mom and dad go out, you must be good at home."

"Don't, don't leave," Wei Yi saw his father turn around and was so scared that he jumped out of the chair and chased after him, "Don't leave!"

But his body was suddenly fixed and could not move. The warm sunlight around him suddenly disappeared, and his eyes suddenly became dark, and there was no trace of light. Wei Yi watched his father go further and further away, walked to his mother, and turned around to wave to him.

"We're leaving, Xiaoyi is alone, so you must be fine."

"No, don't..." Wei glared at his eyes and shouted in panic, "Dad...Mom...Don't leave, don't leave me!"

But the two of them finally turned around and disappeared bit by bit in the darkness. In the cold night, he was the only one who was heart-wrenching call echoing in despair. He stretched out his hand in the direction of his parents leaving, desperately chasing him, but he couldn't move at all. He didn't know how long he had been shouting and how long he had struggled, but he felt many strange sounds vaguely passing by his ears, piercing his eardrums over and over in the empty darkness. He wanted to hug himself in fear, but his body was not in control. Only the thrust pain in his right brain reminded him that he was still alive and was still struggling and breathing in this cruel world.

Until a sound came vaguely.

"No, this child is too seriously injured, and it will be difficult to recover even if he wakes up."

"Have you not found it yet? None of his family is gone?"

"Another group of people came just now, no one took this child..."

"His face was ruined...it's impossible to recognize it!"

"Fortunately my life is saved, but it may...ah."

"Director Li, it's this child. No one comes to pick him up. He may be awake in the next few days."

"Ah, why... was this face broken?"

"Well... I don't know what will happen when I wake up. Can I leave it to your yard?"

"Yes, okay, hey, so young, you're only five or six years old, pitiful..."

The severe pain seemed to relieve a lot. The complicated images flashed wildly in my mind, but gradually disappeared. Wei Yi stood in the dark for a long time, for a long time, and one day he suddenly couldn't remember why he stood here and why he stayed here motionlessly?

Are you waiting for someone?

But...who are you waiting for?

"Little guy," the somewhat familiar gentle voice rang in my ears again, "Director Li promised to accept you. She is a good person, and that welfare home is also very good. They will take good care of you."

Worrying, Wei Yi couldn't help but whisper, "Dad..."

The voice was stunned for a moment, as if there was a little surprise, "Can you speak?!" Then he gradually moved away, as if he ran away in a hurry, "Kobayashi! Help me see the child, I'll be back soon!"

The ears were chaotic for a while, and the darkness in front of him became a little hazy, as if light was coming in. Wei Yi felt his heavy breathing gradually become lighter. He took a few breaths with great effort, and tried hard to open his eyelids bit by bit.

What catches your eye is the handsome outline of a man.

"Sure enough, I woke up," the man smiled and reached out to touch his forehead, "I won't burn, I'm recovering well."

"Doctor Luo, then let's go?" The two girls who looked like nurses on the side waved to him, "Don't stay up late anymore!"

"I got it, the kids woke up, and I can go back early," the man stood up and opened the door for them, smiling, "Thank you for a hard time recently, I'll treat you to dinner after get off work tomorrow."

"Oh, Doctor Luo, do you know that there is a saying that if you don't marry him, you will be completely finished if you smile at us like this."

"Hey! What are you talking nonsense?" The nurse who called Xiaolin on the side quickly pulled another one and said goodbye in a hurry, "Doctor Luo, don't listen to her nonsense, we...we're leaving!" After that, he slammed the door and fled.

The man who stayed there smiled and shook his head, turned around and returned to the bedside, bent down to smooth out the child's dry hair, "Little guy, how about it? Does it hurt anyway?"

Wei Yi looked at him blankly, motionless. The man asked him a few more words. The child had no reaction at all, his eyes were straight, and he just stared at him without any focus. The man looked at him for a while, as if he was thinking of something and frowned. Then he grabbed the chair beside him and sat down, and stretched out a finger to the child, "Where, little guy, what is this?"

Wei's eyes were staring at the finger subconsciously, blinking his eyes slowly, and opening his mouth.

The man was happy in his eyes and hurriedly shook his finger at him, "Come on, tell uncle, what is this?"

The child made a slight grunt in his throat, as if he wanted to speak, but he opened his mouth and didn't say a word. The man shook his eyes and finally withdrew his hand, looking at him and asked softly, "What's your name? Can you tell your uncle?"

Wei Yi tilted his head slightly, his eyes were still confused, but suddenly he sniffed out a vague syllable, "b..."

The man hurried over and said, "What?"

He touched his upper and lower lips gently, and finally said a word with difficulty, "Dad..."

"ah?"

"dad……"

The man's pupils trembled, and his heart hurt slightly. He couldn't help but reach out and hold the child's scarred hand, and coaxed him softly, "I'm not your father, I'm the doctor here, you can call me Uncle Luo."

But the child shook his head slowly and stubbornly called him, "Dad, Dad."

The man looked at him for a while, finally sighed, bent down and lifted the quilt for him, stood up, "You have a good rest first, I'm off work, I'll see you tomorrow."

But before he could take a step, his clothes were suddenly grabbed by someone. The man turned around and saw the child staring in panic, pulling the corner of his clothes tightly, trembling with his fingers. The man pursed his lower lip, hesitated for a while, and finally couldn't bear it, so he sat back on his original position and smiled at him, "Okay, I won't leave, don't be afraid. Then you sleep for a while, can I be with you here?"

The child seemed to not understand, but still grabbed his clothes tightly, his eyes full of panic. The man felt a little nervous. Thinking of the bloody appearance when he first saw the child, his mood was even more complicated. He leaned over and hugged him gently, comforting him, "Be good, sleep, uncle is here to accompany you, and I will not go anywhere."

The child who was hugged was stunned for a moment, and his hand, which was holding the corner of his clothes, released, but slowly grabbed the man's hand and grabbed it tightly.

The man was not ready to leave until the child fell asleep again, but he wanted to pull his hand back to find that the child was too tight to pull it away. He stared at the thin little hand for a long time, and finally sighed and called.

"Mama Wang, I'm Wenxuan... Well, I'm still in the hospital. You can bring me food, it's still the same ward."

A middle-aged woman's worried voice came from there, "Second Young Master, the master is in a bad mood recently, don't make him angry."

Knowing what the other party was hinting, Luo Wenxuan had to explain patiently, "Don't worry, I just took care of him. This child has no family, it's so pitiful."

After saying a few more words, Luo Wenxuan hung up the phone. After thinking about it, he called another person, "Director Li, I am Luo Wenxuan... Oh, it's the child I told you before. He woke up today, but..." After a pause, Luo Wenxuan hesitated a little, "It seems... there is indeed something wrong with his brain... Oh no, there is a response, and he can speak, but he is a little slow to react... Yes, there is no problem with communication... Okay, then you come here tomorrow? Thank you."

When the other party promised that he would come, Luo Wenxuan breathed a sigh of relief, looked down at the sleeping child for a while, and reached out to gently brush away his messy hair, "Little guy, do you... don't remember your name? How about I give you a name?" He lowered his head and thought for a while, and then said, "I don't know what your surname is, just give me a nickname, just call me... how about calling Xiaoyi? I have to teach you to recognize the numbers first, let's start with it."

The child fell asleep quietly. Hearing his whisper, he pursed his lips and murmured, "Dad."

Luo Wenxuan smiled and felt a little distressed again. He couldn't help but reach out and touched the child's ugly and ferocious face gently, then lay beside him and whispered, "Xiaoyi, good night."

The sky gradually darkened, and the moonlight shone through the window on Wei Yi's pale face. He seemed to have dreamed of something. The corners of his mouth curled up slightly and fell down again, as if he wanted to cry, but he was patient and calmed down slowly.

The next day when Luo Wenxuan opened his eyes, he saw Wei Yi's crying and laughing expression. His appearance was matched with his half-destroyed face. It looked really ugly. Just when he was feeling distressed, the child finally woke up, and the first sentence he said was: "Dad."

Luo Wenxuan was helpless and too lazy to correct it. He pulled back his hand that had been numb all night and smiled, "Good morning in the first morning."

Wei Yi tilted his head, as if he was a little confused. Luo Wenxuan stretched out a finger and shook it in front of him, and smiled and said, "Where, this is one, it is a number, and it is also Xiaoyi's name."

Wei Yi blinked his eyes and said hushing. Luo Wenxuan smiled and stood up, "Xiao Yi is going to meet the guests today. He is an old lady. He has to say hello when he meets, so that his mother-in-law will like you, do you know?"

Wei Yi was a little confused when he heard this, but he nodded and then said, "Mother-in-law, say hello."

"Yes, it's just mother-in-law, just say hello," Luo Wenxuan was very happy, thinking that although this child was stupid, he was quite good at focusing on the key points. "Does Xiaoyi feel anything uncomfortable?"

The child looked at him blankly, but he still followed him, "It's uncomfortable."

Luo Wenxuan was a little speechless. It turned out that this guy was just following him? It seemed that he was not just teaching him to recognize numbers, but he had to teach him a lot. He helped him sit up and asked the nurse to bring breakfast. While feeding the child, he said, "Is it delicious?"

"tasty."

Luo Wenxuan laughed silently, not knowing whether the child's sentence was followed or it was really delicious.

"Doctor Luo, Dean Li is here."

Luo Wenxuan nodded and finally fed Wei Yi a mouthful, "Please come here."

After a while, a slightly fat woman came. She looked at her fifties, with a slightly white hair and a gentle gaze. She was stunned when she saw Wei Yi sitting on the bed, and hurriedly walked twice faster, and said in surprise, "This is okay. When I heard what you said, I thought this child was going to be ruined."

Luo Wenxuan replied, "Yes, it's better than I thought. If you can recognize people, you just have a little slow reaction." As he said that, he bent down and shook his finger at Wei, "Xiao Yi, what is this?"

Wei Yi tilted his head with his swinging fingers, blinked his eyes, and whispered uncertainly, "I..."

"Hey!" Luo Wenxuan looked at him in surprise, "I really remember it!"

Dean Li smiled and said, "Are you giving him a name?"

"Yes, I just gave him a nickname and made it easier for him to remember it," Luo Wenxuan turned around and looked at Dean Li and said sincerely, "I have to ask you to take care of you in the future."

"You are welcome. Mr. Luo donated so much to us every year. Second Master, you often come to see your children. I thank you for not having time."

"Hey, my dad is really. He can support children's welfare homes, why can't I adopt him? What should I do if he is bullied like this..."

"Young Master Second, you are young. It's so bad to drag a child. Mr. Luo is also for your own good," Dean Li came over and smiled at Wei Yi, "Don't worry, I will take good care of him."

So he decided to do so. In the next month, Luo Wenxuan accompanied Wei Yi every day, teaching him to recognize numbers, learn words, and teach him some things. When Wei Yi's health is completely recovered, he could almost say a sentence in full, but he still spoke slowly and had to react for a long time before he could reply. Luo Wenxuan was patient to wait for him to respond, and every time he made a little progress, he would reward him with some delicious food, just like training a puppy.

"Xiao Yi, what is ahead of Sisi?"
To be continued...