The orphanage is quiet and peaceful, but this tranquility is broken by a faint cry. At the same time, there is another boy's laughter...

"Ah, Vice President, no, Xiaoyang is bullying Tang Ruirui again, come on." A little boy wearing small glasses shouted loudly while running in the corridor panting.

"Oh! Damn..." The door at the end of the corridor suddenly opened, and a tall man in a neat robe walked out. Although this person looked very gentle and elegant from the outside, it was not the case when he opened his mouth. "Fuck, this damn little thing has caused me trouble again. Come on, put him in a lockdown room for me. One day, I will starve this little thing to death..."

The vice president roared there sternly, and two large and thick security guards ran out with sticks under the order of the vice president. A loud chase came from outside the house, followed by angry curses. After a few minutes, everything returned to peace.

At night, in the confinement room of the orphanage, a thin little boy curled up in the corner of the cold wall, and his long hair covered the little boy's misty eyes. The weather in early spring was still very cold at night, and the little boy shivered in his sleep.

"Hey, Zhengyang..." A slight cry suddenly came from the small door of the confinement room. The sound was the voice of a little girl, and the voice was very sweet and cute.

After a soft scream, there was no sound again. The little girl was waiting for the little boy's reply, but she could not hear the echo for a long time. She seemed to be a little anxious. The little girl called out a few more times, "Zhengyang! Zhengyang! Are you okay?" The girl's anxious voice came in softly from outside the door again, trying to keep the voice to the lowest level, and the voice was full of worry about the little boy.

"Stop shouting, I'm not dead yet..." The little boy's voice came from the inside with annoyance. Because of the cold, he finally fell asleep, but now he was being called again. I really don't know when the next time he fell asleep.

Faced with the little boy's attitude, the little girl had become accustomed to it. After the little girl was relieved, she pushed open the small door for delivery with her tender little hand and whispered: "Zhengyang, the vice president sent us an extra steamed bun for each of us today. I can't eat it, so I left half for you, you can eat it." As she said that, the little boy saw a small hand reaching in from the small door, holding something wrapped in paper in his hand. After handing it in, the little hand shook a few times.

But the little boy didn't move, twitched his nose a few times, and then replied coldly: "Don't lie to me, is that guy in the vice-chairman so kind? He didn't want to deduct a steamed bun for each of you, it would be great, and he would send more? It must be yours. I don't eat it, you can eat it yourself."

Listening to the little boy's words, the little hand stopped shaking and did not retract it, but just placed it there quietly, and under the cold moonlight, it seemed so deserted. "Hey, Xiao Nuo, I know you are pouting, okay? If you don't put it away, I won't play with you anymore." The little boy moved to the door a few minutes and said to the door.

"Hmph, how did you know I was pouting?" the little girl snorted softly over there, and then said. "Zhengyang, eat something, you haven't eaten for a day." The little girl turned and continued with concern, her voice trembling a little, as if she was about to cry.

"Oh..." the little boy sighed and said softly: "Xiao Nuo, I want to leave here..."

"Hmm?" The little girl didn't understand, "Zhengyang, don't worry, the vice-chairman will let you out tomorrow."

"Ha, I'm not saying that I'm leaving the confinement room, I'm leaving the orphanage." The little boy chuckled and continued in a deep voice, "I've been thinking about this idea for a long time. Today I decided that I'm leaving the orphanage!" The little boy said firmly.

"Ah? What? Zhengyang, are you leaving... orphanage?" The little girl obviously didn't expect that the little boy said "leave" to leave was to leave the orphanage. She couldn't help but shouted softly in surprise. When she said the voice behind her, she hurriedly lowered, for fear that others would hear it. "Zhengyang, you said you were leaving the orphanage? Where can you go after leaving the orphanage?"

"I don't know, I'm leaving the orphanage anyway." The little boy said firmly, clenching his fists, "Xiao Nuo, can you help me steal the keys?"

"I..." the little girl was silent there and replied a few seconds later, "Oh, I understand." As she was talking, the little girl's voice was very low and very sad. "Pick..." A slight sound came, and the paper bag with half a steamed bun was falling on the ground. "Zhengyang, you eat this half of the steamed bun, at least you have more strength... walk. I'll find you the key." The little girl's voice slowly came in from outside the door.

The little boy hesitated at the paper bag on the ground, but he still picked it up and said, "Thank you, Xiao Nuo."

Xiao Nuo outside the door did not reply, and only responded to the little boy was the sound of footsteps that left gently...

"Squeak..." The sound slowly sounded, and a little girl with a blushing face stood outside the door. The little boy looked at the little girl's cute little face and patted her gently on the little girl's head, "Xiao Nuo, I'm leaving, you must be strong in the future. I'm not here anymore. They want to bully you. You must resist. I will use the method I teach you and throw them with bricks." The little boy said with a serious expression. After he left, the one he was most worried about was his little follower.

"Well, I understand." The little girl nodded her head and replied with certainty.

"Hehe, then I'll leave!" the little boy showed a row of white teeth and said happily to the little girl with a smile.

"Yeah." The little girl nodded her head again, but this time... the little girl's head did not lift because she didn't want the little boy to see her tears. After getting the little girl's answer, the little boy ran out and ran out. It was midnight and everyone was asleep. There was no need to think about who would hit him at this time, let alone outside the confinement room where the disobedient child was imprisoned. Listening to the little boy's footsteps that were far away, the little girl raised her head. At this time, the little girl was already in tears, and the tears wet her whole little face, "Woooo, Zhengyang, remember to come back to see Xiaonuo, Xiaonuo will miss you..." the little girl said sobbingly.

That year, the little boy escaped from the orphanage, but the little girl remained in the orphanage. That year, the little boy was twelve years old and the little girl was ten years old. The little boy was named Yan Zhengyang and the little girl was called Fu Xiaonuo. After such a separation, it would be... ten years.
Chapter completed!