Oh, dear! Fish me again

Chapter 126 Shushu, What Should I Do

There seemed to be a serious car accident on the street not far away. Fire trucks, ambulances, and police cars all came out and lined up to pass by the opposite street.

The neighborhood, which had been dead silent just a moment ago, suddenly came alive.

Men, women, young and old rushed out in their pajamas to watch the fun. They all looked very excited and were probably already thinking about how they were going to brag at work tomorrow.

The place where the incident happened was crowded with idlers.

Zhang Li heard the sound of the fire truck and subconsciously looked out the window.

What kind of car crashed into such a big noise?

At this moment, someone knocked on the office door.

The person who came in was the security guard who was in charge of the access control downstairs.

"What's the matter?" Zhang Li asked him.

The security guard handed him an envelope cautiously.

"Master Zhang, someone handed me an envelope and asked me to pass it to you. They asked me to meet you... I'll be waiting for you in the white car in the back alley."

"Got it. Thank you for your hard work."

After everyone left, Zhang Li opened the envelope and lowered his eyes nonchalantly.

After just one glance, his expression changed.

In his hand was a yellowed photo of a little boy of two or three years old, standing at the door of an orphanage, looking at the camera in confusion.

The little boy is Zhang Li himself, but he has never seen this photo before.

Who could it be! ?

Uncontrollable anticipation, fear and uneasiness rose in his heart, causing his hands to tremble slightly.

Zhang Li pursed his lips and strode out.

.....

*

At the alley behind the bar, the two street lamps on the left and right broke down at the same time as if they had agreed to do so, leaving the alley dark and lingering.

A white luxury nanny car was parked in the middle of the street lights.

This is a limited edition car with thick curtains drawn on each window, making it look very mysterious.

Zhang Li stopped in front of the car door, with no expression on his face, and knocked on the window three times politely.

The driver got out and came around to open the door for him.

After he got in the car, he immediately bent down and closed the door again.

There was a beautiful woman sitting in the car.

There was still a faint smell of hospital disinfectant on her lace dress. She smiled lovingly at Zhang Li. It was Gu Weixi.

"You are..." Zhang Li asked with a frown.

Gu Weixi smiled and took his hand, patting it gently.

"Xiao Li, it's mom~"

*

Mom, what a strange word.

When Zhang Li was young, he often fantasized about this word.

Life in the orphanage was dull and boring, and when he couldn't sleep, he would think of these things to comfort himself.

Where is he from? Who are his parents? What do they do? What happened to them that they left him in this terrible orphanage? ...

And, when will they come to pick him up...

After I was about ten years old, I stopped thinking about these things.

Because at that age, he had already accepted his fate.

Zhang Li withdrew his stunned thoughts and did not make any response. He just looked at the woman in front of him quietly.

She looked too young to be a woman with such an old child.

She is very beautiful and I look a lot like her. It turns out that my face is inherited from her.

She was dressed in rich clothes and had slender hands. At first glance, she looked like a pampered flower in a rich greenhouse.

Wearing a long string of silver-brown sea pearls, sitting in a car worth tens of millions...

She is not short of money, so,

why.

*

In front of people he is not familiar with, Zhang Li is reserved and deep, and will not let the other party see his emotions clearly.

So when Gu Weixi saw that he didn't react, she thought he didn't believe it.

So she took out some more things from her bag and handed them over with a peaceful smile.

There are photos of Zhang Li from childhood to adulthood.

Those who were in orphanages, those who were adopted by those people, those who were in family housing, those who were in junior high and high school...

There is a confidential foster care document from the orphanage, and the biological mother’s name is clearly written: Gu Weixi.

There is also a group photo.

The handsome man did not show his face. The young and immature Gu Weixi was leaning against him, and between them, he was holding the young and ignorant boy.

Zhang Li clenched his hands under his body tightly and his eyes turned red.

At this moment, he suddenly felt that being too smart in life is not a good thing.

*

This woman has been watching Zhang Li in secret all these years, watching him grow up.

The fact that she was abandoned several times in her childhood was closely related to her.

She didn't want him, but she also didn't want him to be adopted by anyone else.

I watched the suffering he experienced with cold eyes and simply recorded it coldly with photos.

So, what kind of mood should I use to face him gently now?

"Why come to me now?"

Zhang Li asked trying to remain calm.

Gu Weixi's eyes lit up instantly, as if she remembered something happy, and smiled brightly.

"The enemies are all dead~ Xiao Li has grown up in adversity and is smart and capable~ From now on, the Gu family belongs to our Xiao Li~"

"Gu Li~ I gave her the name~ One day our little Li will return to her hometown~"

She said.....Gu family.

Zhang Li's heart skipped a beat.

The cell phone in his coat pocket started ringing frantically. When he saw the caller's name, his heart sank.

Zhang Li swallowed and put the phone to his ear.

Then, I heard the news of Mrs. Gu's death and the tragic news of Gu Chiqi's car accident.

Are they really the same Gu family?

Suddenly, Zhang Li thought of something and his face changed drastically.

He asked the woman in a hoarse and hesitant voice,

"Gu Li? Do I...take your last name?"

Gu Weixi smiled and shook her head.

"Good boy, your father's last name is also Gu~"

.....

Zhang Li pushed open the car door and staggered out.

He stumbled into the alley, leaned against the wall, and began to vomit.

What a disgusting world.

*

Shushu, what should I do?

I used to think that all the dirt and filth on my body was forced upon me by the outside world.

It was the corporal abuse in the orphanage when I was young, the tossing around in different adoptive families during my childhood, the endless haze in the Sanjian Family Compound, and the disgusting faces...

That's why I have become such a hypocritical person, with dirty hands and a dark heart.

It turns out that without those things, I wouldn't be much better.

Now I finally know the reason.

I was born dirty.

Shushu, what should I do...