How to raise the president

The sidewalk is lined with trees.

If he didn't think about it carefully, An Ziyu didn't know how long he hadn't come out for a walk. It seemed that since his adoptive parents left, his only journey was back and forth between school and home.

He walked behind, Fang Youyi walked in front, he raised his eyes to look at the broad back of the person in front, the sun was shining on Fang Youyi's head and shoulders.

President Fang Da had the foresight to change into casual clothes before going out.

An Ziyu couldn't help feeling that a handsome person can look handsome in anything.

Fang Youyi, who took off his suit, seemed to have taken off that layer of coldness, and felt that his whole body was warm, even warmer than the warm winter sun.

It gave him the urge to rush up and hug him, to take all the warmth for himself.

Just as he was thinking, Fang Youyi suddenly stopped, and An Ziyu almost bumped into his back. He stood less than ten centimeters away from Fang Youyi, raised his head and stared blankly at the person in front of him.

Fang Youyi turned around, looked into his eyes with a smile, and said, "You walk so slowly." He took his hand and held it in his hand, "Walk so slowly, what if you get lost? "

An Ziyu looked at him, blushed slightly, and said, "I'm not a child." He lowered his eyes as he spoke, letting Fang Youyi drag his hand away.

On the deserted concrete road, neither wide nor narrow, they held hands, like an ordinary couple in love.

The Angel Orphanage is quite far from the Mingxiu Community, and it takes more than an hour to walk.

The two shadows dragged long in the setting sun, and the five characters "Angel Orphanage" nailed on the wall had rusted and faded.

An Ziyu looked at the place where he used to live, unable to tell what he felt, then looked down at the hand that was holding him, and looked up along the hand, his eyes slammed into Fang Youyi's eyes impartially, and his heart was full of tears. It was a thumping sound, with some warmth.

"Go in." Fang Youyi asked him.

An Ziyu nodded, "Mmm".

Fang Youyi held him with one hand, and pushed open the door of the orphanage with the other.

When he saw the familiar building behind the gate, and heard the familiar sound of children playing, An Ziyu couldn't wait to break free from the hands of the people around him, strode to the playground, and walked to his fond memories.

President Fang, who was left behind, felt a little helpless, he could only smile and said nothing, seeing An Ziyu who was making a fuss with the child, he also felt happy in his heart.

He took a step and was about to walk towards An Ziyu, but he heard an old voice calling him.

"Boss Fang, I'm glad you found him." The old voice hoarsely said, "He looks fine, thank you for taking care of him."

Hearing the sound, Fang Youyi turned his head to look, and saw the gray-haired old man standing behind him. He turned around, stretched out his right hand, and his face regained his usual calmness: "I have to thank the dean well." .”

The old dean stretched out his hand. Although his wrinkled face was smiling, his cloudy eyes showed deep guilt.

Fang Youyi saw everything in his eyes. Although he was puzzled in his heart, he didn't ask or say anything. He just shook hands with the old dean in a friendly manner.

The moment he put down his hand, the old dean raised his head, and fell into deep thought when he met Youyi's deep gaze above him.

Fang Youyi's right hand naturally hung down on the outside of his thigh, and his fingers moved slightly.

The air was suddenly a little colder, and it was unbearably low. Fang Youyi looked at the old dean suspiciously again.

After a while, the old dean said kindly: "Please also move to the office, and we will talk in detail about your funding for our orphanage."

Fang Youyi was taken aback, he forgot to tell Qiao Siguang at noon yesterday that he wanted to talk about investing in an orphanage today.

But in order to take care of An Ziyu, he forgot all about it.

He turned his head and looked at An Ziyu smiling happily, but he still couldn't let go.Turning to look at the old dean again, the old dean has been looking at him again.

Fang Youyi said calmly, "Let's finish talking as soon as possible."