Demon Exchange

Chapter 110 The Abandoned Person
Ning Qiu touched his face subconsciously, isn't he a man, why would he be discarded...

In the winter of that year, he was naked, even stained with blood from his birth, so he was wrapped in a towel, put into a bamboo basket, and placed in front of the two scarlet gates, perhaps throwing away his People think that with such a magnificent gate, the family will not be too poor...

He was wrapped in a thin towel, lying in a small bamboo basket, without any identification on his body.

At that time, there were no cameras everywhere, and it was very difficult for the police to catch thieves and solve crimes, let alone this kind!
There is no snow in the winter in the south, but the weather is still freezing. Because there is more moisture in the air, it is more damp and cold. No matter how thick the clothes are, the cold can invade your limbs and bone marrow...

He was very upbeat and didn't fall asleep because of the cold.

Instead, he cried desperately at the top of his voice, and the loud crying alarmed the people in the vermilion gate.

What came out was an old man in his 50s. He saw the child in the bamboo basket on the ground and looked around in confusion. There was no one in the cold night...

The old man bent down to look at the child. The child was so young that his body was trembling, and his eyes hadn't even opened yet.As if sensing the approach of the old man, his cries gradually became quieter, and his delicate arms broke away from the towel and kept shaking...

This...is an abandoned child...

It's still a boy...Which family is so cruel that it will be discarded...

The old man's complexion was very complicated. He rewrapped the scattered towels on the child, only to see a piece of paper fell down. It was a hard piece of paper, the kind torn from a cigarette case, and a paragraph was scribbled in pencil. The date "1992, 02, 15" should be the child's birthday...

The cold wind kept blowing on the street. Although no one was there, it was New Year's Eve tonight.

The inside of every house is in sharp contrast with the outside, and it is very lively...

The old man looked back at his own house, the empty house, the table in the hall was full of cold meals, he had children...and all of them were successful...just...

With a long sigh, he lifted the bamboo basket: "Follow me from now on."

This child is Ning Qiu...

This old man is Mr. Ning in the will... Ning Xianguo.

Ning Xianguo treats the young Ning Qiu like his own child, but he has a habit of writing a diary, and will record everything, big or small, including picking up the child back then.

However, he did a very good job of keeping it secret. It was not until after his death a year ago that Ning Qiu dug out the diary and saw his own life experience...

Ning Xianguo was afraid that Ning Qiu would have a psychological shadow if he knew that he had picked it up, so he had always fabricated lies about his old age.

If it wasn't for that diary, Ning Qiu would probably have thought it was true for the rest of his life, after all Ning Xianguo really loved her very much.

He knew that Ning Xianguo had a few more children, but it was difficult to see each other. Family members should be warm when they meet, but there seems to be an invisible barrier between them when they meet... When he was young, he naively thought that , Those uncles and aunts who are two or 30 years older than him are his own brothers and sisters...

As time passed, he grew up slowly, and gradually discovered some things that were not quite right in his life. He had doubted his own origin countless times, but Ning Xianguo was also a master liar, and he considered every detail. No matter how tricky questions Qiu asks, they can be solved flawlessly!

After junior high school, I started to stay overnight in high school, and the time to go home gradually became less and less, and I basically went home once a semester when I was in college.

Every time Ning Qiu left the house, he would always look back at the two vermilion doors, for fear that when he left, the people inside would have disappeared when he came back... After all, he was a little old. big...

After graduating from university, Ning Qiu successfully joined an internet company.

Because of the busy work, even if I try to find time to go home often.

But not many times, even to save time, after becoming a network engineer, he bought a car and drove it himself!

Every time he went home, he would find that the old man Ning who raised him was even older. His whole body was like a human-shaped tree that was about to wither and die, or a weak flame that kept swaying in the wind... This is, dying years...

When he came back for the last time, Ning Qiu saw Ning Xianguo. He was sitting on a chair in the lobby, with his thin body lying on the table, as if he had fallen asleep. As a result, he had passed away for two days... This is winter, everything is dying, Ning Xianguo's body didn't stink, it just lost its vitality...

At the funeral, none of Ning Xianguo's children came.

Ning Qiu was the only family member. He was standing alone, kneeling alone, wearing hemp and mourning.

His expression was very indifferent, he didn't cry or laugh, he just quietly followed the procedure, he just meticulously did everything from putting the body in the coffin to burying it, but he was always busy coming and going alone, making the figure look Very flimsy.

The house belonged to Ning Xianguo, so he didn't bury his body in the cemetery, but directly buried it in the small garden behind the house, because Ning Xianguo liked this small garden the most when he was free...

After arranging everything, Ning Qiu went crazy and buried himself in his work.

After working crazily for a year, he achieved very good results and became a sweet momo that any Internet company in the industry would like to win over.

But he resigned suddenly. The reason was that he was physically and mentally exhausted and wanted to take a long vacation for himself...

Open a small bar or something, just live a life of salted fish...

Unexpectedly, there was a car accident not long after, and a mess happened.

It is embarrassing...

In just two months, after experiencing too many miraculous things, the three views have already exploded...

Standing in front of the vermilion gate of this courtyard again, his slightly cold heart felt warm, as if he was thrown at the gate back then, and the old man who looked a bit fierce pushed him away along with his cries. The door came out and he was brought in.

Heh... old man Ning.

It would be great for you to live another year, I can show you many amazing things...

Falling into memories, he was suddenly interrupted by the faint noise coming from the house, and his brows were slightly frowned. What's the situation? How could there be anyone in the house? Could it be that a homeless man sneaked in to steal?Thinking of this, Ning Qiu's eyes narrowed slightly, and a faint coldness exuded from his body...

Lawyer Bu next to him was shocked. As a lawyer, he had seen all kinds of people!
There are entrepreneurs, high-ranking officials, and even various suspects. They have experienced too much aura, but even the aura of the most vicious murderer is not as cold as Ning Qiu's at this time...

It's really strange, Ning Qiu looks white and tender.

How could there be this kind of aura... and the kind that disregards life...

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(End of this chapter)