The time of the city

"If I want to be with my daughter forever, the only way is to get rid of that evil."

"Okay, I'll deal with it right away."

The rain pattered down, turning the sky a grayish-white. It wasn't heavy, but it lasted long enough. The suburban orphanage looked even more solemn in the rain, even though the whitewash on the walls had more or less peeled off, revealing the reddish cement bricks. Weeds had grown in the corners, and the black paint on the dilapidated iron gate had warped and peeled.

A car stopped at the orphanage's entrance. It was rare to see such a luxury car in City S. The door opened, and a man in a suit and tie slowly got out, holding a baby, followed by his assistant holding an umbrella.

"Just leave it at the door," the man said, and then handed the baby in the cradle to the assistant. The baby was a girl with a rosy and shiny face, like a ripe apple in September. Her big eyes like crystal grapes were staring at the assistant. She was full of curiosity about the world and had no idea that she was about to be abandoned.

The assistant took one look and turned his head away, not daring to look. What a cute child! He thought to himself that if it was his own child, he would definitely love him well.

After seeing the assistant put the child at the door, the man turned around and got into the car without a trace of reluctance.

"Sir, I feel quite pitiful, or..."

"Shut up. Is it your turn to interfere in what I do? Drive." The man gave the order and stepped on the accelerator. The car sped away as if it had never been there.

The child's piercing cry attracted the attention of the people in the orphanage. The director came out and saw the child lying on the ground with his lips frozen purple. There was a safety lock hanging around his neck with the name Mo Yu engraved on it.

When the man got home, a disheveled woman ran down from upstairs. "Where's our daughter? Where's Mo Yu? Where did you take her?"

The man didn't say anything, but just took out cigarettes and smoked them one by one.

"I'm asking you a question. You betrayed me by telling Qiao's company secrets for that woman, and now you're not even going to let our daughter go."

"Let's get a divorce. I'll send our daughter away. You can focus on your recovery." The man said this and turned away.

As the car drove out of the yard, there was a roar and the woman jumped down from the building. "I will never forgive you. That woman never loved you."

"How could that be?" The man picked up the phone, but it was hung up as soon as he dialed. Then he dialed another number and the call was picked up.

"Mr. Qiao, where's Xixi? Why didn't you answer the phone? You said that as long as everything is handled, you would let me be with Xixi."

"Hahaha, you're a person who abandons me after having sex with me. How can I trust you with Xixi? My Qiao family doesn't want to become the second Mo family. Now think about how to repay the debt you owe."

One day, the Mo family went bankrupt, and Mrs. Mo jumped to her death after failing to be saved. The Qiao family rose to prominence. Onlookers, unaware of the whole story, only heard that the Mo family was ruined by a man who married into their family. How the Qiao family rose to replace the Mo family and become one of the four major families is unknown.

At the press conference, Qiao Zhengrong was speaking attentively under the flashing lights when his assistant anxiously ran up to the stage and whispered, "The young lady ran away."

Five years later, with the increasing growth of social economy and the popularization of knowledge about adopting children, more and more children in the orphanage were adopted.

It was another adoption open day, and the children were lying on the iron gate early waiting for the adopters to appear. Every time someone came in, they would call them uncle and aunt in the sweetest voice, and give the people who came to the orphanage their own drawings and folded flowers. They were eager to be adopted. They heard that after being adopted, they could live a good life, wear the most beautiful clothes, and eat a lot of delicious food. This was indeed tempting for children.

Little Moyu squatted in the corner and quietly drew with a branch. She didn't want to pay attention to the hustle and bustle around her. It had nothing to do with her. She didn't want to be adopted.

Maybe because of her introverted personality, almost no children are willing to play with her, and no adults are willing to adopt her. Everyone likes people with lively and cheerful personalities.

"What are you doing?" Mo Yu looked up at the sound of a voice. Standing before her was a little boy. His skin was as smooth and white as porcelain, and his dark eyes were as clear as a spring. He was so handsome, that's what Mo Yu thought at first sight.

"I...I...who are you? Why have I never seen you before?" Mo Yu's voice trembled and she buried her head.

The boy was amused by the little girl's nervous and bewildered look, revealing a row of big white teeth.

"I just got here today. My name is Nan Feng. You have to call me brother. I am eight years old." After saying that, Nan Feng took out a chocolate from his bag in a friendly manner.

"You little girls should all like to eat this, right? There's only one, so I'll give it to you. Eat it secretly and don't let anyone snatch it away." The little adult advised.

"For me? Thank you." Mo Yu slowly reached out and took the chocolate from Nan Feng's hand, hid it in her pocket like a treasure, and prepared to walk into the house.

"and many more"

"This is what you promised to give me." Mo Yu held her pocket tightly.

"If you accept my chocolate, you will be my friend!" The boy smiled unruly with his hands in his pockets.

"But I never made any friends."

"Don't be afraid, Brother Nanfeng is your friend."

That afternoon was the happiest time Moyu had ever had since she came to the orphanage. They ran on the lawn and sat on the swings together.

The wind blew up the girl's skirt, the little girl's smile swayed, and the little boy held the little girl's hand and ran on the path, becoming the most beautiful embellishment in their lives.

However, if they knew they would be separated in a few years, would they still make the same decision as they did now? Would they still want to be close friends?