Mrs. Fu, please be mindful of the appropriate boundaries.

At the entrance of Chunzhou Children's Welfare Institute, Xu Qingcheng hesitated to get out of the car.

Fu Jingting understood her feelings, took her hand, and said, "Let's do it together."

Xu Qingcheng's eyes reddened slightly.

Together.

This is simple, just four words.

But not the same.

Because we're together, we share both joy and disappointment.

His heart swelled slightly; during the time she lost her memory, he had shouldered everything alone.

Looking at the man's face, Xu Qingcheng thought that it was right for her to love him so much.

"Is there something on my face?" Fu Jingting asked her, looking down as he slammed the car door shut.

She kept staring at him, making him feel uneasy, and he couldn't help but look at his reflection in the car window.

"No." Xu Qingcheng pulled him forward. "Honey, my heart is beating so fast, I'm a little panicked."

Xu Qingcheng took a deep breath; she was genuinely nervous.

Fu Jingting gripped her hand tightly to give her strength. He didn't know if it was because he had gotten used to the disappointment of so many false messages, or because she shared his anxiety by his side. This time, he was nervous and expectant, but he also felt reassured.

Perhaps it's because all the data and analysis prior to the message were correct.

The information that Xiao Qinghan, who was abandoned, was picked up by someone was provided by villagers during a survey of the village. At the time, they only said that they saw a car parked on the side of the road and did not know whether the car had been picked up.

Because of this information, the villagers' memories were visualized. They found an artist to draw the appearance of the vehicle based on the description, and checked them one by one. They actually found the vehicle that had appeared in the vicinity. However, the clues could not be focused, so they spent a lot of effort to follow and search. The process was complicated and intertwined. They followed several lines without any results and almost gave up. Many of the information provided by the villagers for their own benefit was useless, and some of it was even fabricated.

Filtering clues in this environment is like finding a needle in a haystack.

But what could he do? He couldn't think of a better way. Fu Jingting had given a firm order: investigate to the very end and make sure there was absolutely no other possibility before giving up.

My older brother and Zhou Qian helped a lot, and I'm glad they really didn't overlook the smallest detail.

The owner of one of the cars had just purchased a used car and had never been to Qinghan's village. He had just transferred the ownership from the used car dealer, so it couldn't possibly be him. When they tracked down the previous owner, they found that the other party had moved his entire family to immigrate. The elderly members of this family had always lived in the countryside, in a nearby village.

I only got in touch with them yesterday through their relatives and friends in China. The woman said on the phone that she did find a little boy, but the child had a fever and they had already booked their plane tickets and didn't have time to take care of him, so they sent him to the local welfare home.

Fu Jingting didn't explain in detail to Xu Qingcheng, only saying that the information was relatively close and certain.

Apart from the eldest brother, the elders in the family didn't say much. Perhaps they had experienced too much disappointment in the end, and they didn't want to spread the news unless they were absolutely sure. The feeling of giving hope and then taking it away was too painful, and they didn't want the elders to go through these emotional ups and downs with them.

The DNA test was arranged yesterday as soon as Fu Jingting received the news. Even with expedited processing, it would take 24 hours, but they couldn't wait and wanted to see the child first.

Because prior notice had been given, the director and leaders of the welfare home came out to greet them.

Very enthusiastic.

The Red Cross has also contacted them, saying that the couple is looking for their lost son.

At the same time, regardless of whether the children are truly their lost children, they intend to donate to the welfare home to improve its conditions and give these children who remain there for various reasons a future.

They wanted to keep a low profile, so they didn't inform any department leaders beforehand; they just wanted to meet the children first.

Without any pretense or pretense, the parents just wanted to see their child first, and then talk about the rest later.

Chunzhou City ranks low in the province, limiting its development. As a result, this welfare home is not large and its conditions are not very good.

The dean was a very kind-looking middle-aged woman in her forties. She was very considerate of them and led them directly to the room where the children were.

The children in the welfare home are of different ages, and different caregivers are assigned to different age groups. However, the conditions are really rudimentary, and there are too few caregivers to keep up with the demand. As soon as you open the door, you hear a cacophony of children's cries.

Each child's situation is different, and most children have disabilities.

"Inside. Chenchen is very weak. He gets diarrhea from drinking formula. He just came back from the hospital these past two days," said Director Wu as she walked inside.

"Chenchen?" Xu Qingcheng asked in confusion.

"Oh, he doesn't have a name either. He was delivered this morning, so we just call him Chenchen."

"Yu Yu, what are you doing here again? Go play with the other children. Don't worry about the little boy." The headmistress spoke to one of the children.

Xu Qingcheng looked over and saw a little boy standing next to one of the cribs. He looked about five or six years old, very thin, which made his head look particularly big. He seemed to be taking care of the child and rocking the crib.

The little one on the bed was crying incessantly and irritably, so the headmistress quickly went over to check if he had wet himself, soiled himself, or was hungry.

Fu Jingting and his wife also came over. The little guy was very small and not as chubby as before.

Xu Qingcheng looked at Fu Jingting, her eyes already filled with tears, and said silently, "It's him."

She watched as the headmistress skillfully changed his diaper and picked him up to comfort him, but the little guy cried so hard that his face turned red and purple. The headmistress kept soothing him while muttering, "What's wrong now?"

She couldn't help but sigh again, "This child, not a single day has been without problems since he arrived. We're at our wits' end. Keeping him in the hospital isn't working; he either has diarrhea or vomits milk when he comes home, and he's fussy day and night."

Hearing this, Xu Qingcheng's heart clenched. She reached out, "Dean, may I hug him for a moment?"

The headmistress said "Oh," and handed the child to her.

Just as Xu Qingcheng hugged him, her clothes were tugged by someone. The little boy named Yu Yu stared warily at her and the child she was holding.

The headmistress quickly pulled him over, "Yu Yu, go play with Aunt Lingling!"

The child didn't speak, but stubbornly refused to leave. Not only that, he even tried to hit Xu Qingcheng.

"This child!"

The headmistress quickly called for help to take the child away.

Xu Qingcheng watched as the little boy struggled in the adults' hands and even bit them, but she didn't hear him make a sound.

Fu Jingting looked at the little guy being taken away, "What happened to this child?"

"The children come here for all sorts of reasons. Well-behaved children get adopted, but in the end, those who stay are the ones with problems," the caregiver sighed. "He's an orphan. His whole family died in an accident, leaving only him and his younger brother. He can't speak. His brother was about Chenchen's age when he came, and was adopted last year. He can't speak, and he's older now, so they didn't want him, only his brother. After Chenchen came, he stayed with him, probably treating him like his brother. Because he could smile when he was with Chenchen, the caregiver told him he was his brother and could play with him. He probably believed it, staying with him and protecting him every day."

The headmistress chuckled, "Don't underestimate these little ones; sometimes I even think they understand things."

Xu Qingcheng gently patted and rocked the child in her arms, and the child calmed down after crying for a while.

"Do you think it looks like him?" the headmistress asked, leaning over to look at the child and then at Fu Jingting.

It looks very similar, but she couldn't quite put her finger on it.

After all, the child is so young, they wouldn't dare to make any big claims even if it looked like him. After all, they've searched for so long, it would be such a disappointment if it wasn't him.

"It's similar." Xu Qingcheng choked up, "Don't compare yourself to adults, compare yourself to Ru Chu."

You'll feel that they're exactly the same.

Just like when photos of Xu Yuan at this age are placed side by side with photos of Ru Chu, they look incredibly alike.

The little one was well-behaved when Xu Qingcheng held him and didn't cry. Fu Jingting wanted to hold him, but he wouldn't let go when someone else held him.

Xu Qingcheng simply held the child the whole time. When he was hungry, he would whine and cry, his little mouth open as he searched everywhere.

"Is he hungry?" Xu Qingcheng asked.

The headmistress had someone bring over some formula. "Feed him less, he spits up easily. Last time he spit it up so much it came out of his nostrils, it scared us."

Xu Qingcheng nodded, her fingers tenderly stroking his stubborn little brows, feeling both bittersweet and happy.

Although there are no test results yet, it is definitely true.

It is Qinghan.

She won't admit her mistake.

Xu Qingcheng looked up at Fu Jingting, "I want to take him away."

She wanted to take the child away; she couldn't wait a moment longer.

The man understood what she meant. He placed a reassuring weight on her shoulder and said, "Wait a moment and see what procedures we need to complete."

Xu Qingcheng nodded.

Fu Jingting went out to mediate, while Xu Qingcheng held the baby alone, feeding him milk and comforting him. She felt very happy, but tears kept falling down her face.

She buried her face in the child's chest, crying and laughing at the same time.

A child was trying to go past the door, but the childcare worker pulled him away.

Volunteers from the welfare home also came to help. The innocent singing of children could be heard from outside. Xu Qingcheng carried the child to the door and looked out. She saw that the child being carried away by the caregiver was the child named Yu Yu.

He stood outside the group of children playing games in a circle, not getting close and not allowing other children to touch his hand. He was aloof and lonely, his thin body and large head contrasting sharply, with only his dark eyes revealing his stubbornness.

When the formalities were almost completed, my older brother called.

The expedited DNA test results came back; it was a comparison of the couple's DNA, and they matched perfectly.

The man feigned composure and hummed in agreement, showing no intense emotion whatsoever.

"How is the child? Is he alright?" Fu Pingxiu asked.

"It's alright." Fu Jingting turned his head to look at Xu Qingcheng. "Qingcheng is holding her. She just drank some formula."

Fu Pingxiu breathed a sigh of relief on the other end of the phone and said with a smile, "We won't go. I'll tell Grandpa, Grandma, and Mom and Dad that we'll be waiting for you to come home."

"it is good."

The man hung up the phone and looked at Xu Qingcheng, who had been holding Qinghan tightly and hadn't let go of him. He walked over and hugged her.

"Don't, be careful not to squeeze the child." Xu Qingcheng turned to the side.

Fu Jingting chuckled, bent down and kissed the little girl on the cheek, then looked up and stole a kiss on her lips right in front of everyone.

Xu Qingcheng, holding the child, had no way to dodge and was kissed right there.

A smile played on the man's lips as he gently patted the back of her head. "My brother called. The DNA test results are in."

"Mmm." Xu Qingcheng smiled too, her eyes filled with tears as she raised her face slightly.

Tears still slid down my cheeks.

Fu Jingting reached out and wiped away her tears.

No words are needed, and no words can express the feelings of these parents.

As they were leaving, Xu Qingcheng saw the boy named Yu Yu again. The little boy rushed over, and if Fu Jingting hadn't noticed in time and grabbed him, he would have crashed directly into Xu Qingcheng.

but--

Fu Jingting hissed as the brat bit the back of his hand.

The zookeeper, who was chasing after him, was furious and yelled. She went up and pulled him down, but he was so small that she could hardly control him. He struggled and tried to pounce on her again.

"Shen Yu!" The headmistress rushed over and knelt down in front of Shen Yu, gently comforting him, "Shen Yu, are you afraid that your little brother will be taken away by bad people? The uncles and aunts are not bad people, they are your little brother's parents and they are here to take him home."

The struggling child suddenly stopped for a moment, then began to struggle violently again.

"Yu Yu, I know you don't want your little brother to leave, but he also wants to find his mom and dad. Just like you, you miss your mom and dad, right?"

Shen Yu's face remained expressionless, but he stopped struggling. He shifted his gaze from the headmistress's face to the child Xu Qingcheng was holding.

He opened his mouth, trying to make a sound, but ultimately no words came out.

The headmistress stood up and asked the aunt to take him home.

Fu Jingting found the kid interesting. He looked at the small teeth marks on the back of his hand, reached out and pressed the little guy's head down, pointing to the boy in Xu Qingcheng's arms, "Is he your younger brother?"

Shen Yu stared at him and nodded.

Fu Jingting squatted down. "His name is Fu Qinghan."

Shen Yu pursed his lips. This kid's eyes were dark and stubborn.

Just as the dean said, he might really have regarded Qinghan as his younger brother.

Fu Jingting patted his head. "Thank you for spending time with him. His mother misses him a lot and wants to take him back home. He can come visit you later."

It's unclear whether Shen Yu understood or not, but he was taken back by the childcare worker.

The car started, and Fu Jingting saw that the little guy had fallen asleep, so he picked up Fu Qinghan and let Qingcheng rest for a while.

Looking out the car window, Xu Qingcheng said, "Jingting, look at that child."

Shen Yu, who had already gone back, returned at some point. He stood at the gate of the orphanage, looking at their car with his head drooping.

When Fu Jingting went to check, the car had turned and he could no longer see it.

Xu Qingcheng felt a tightness in her chest; as a mother, she couldn't bear to see a pitiful child.

"That child..." Xu Qingcheng pursed her lips, "Let's come see him again another day."

Fu Qinghan returned home, and the whole family felt relieved.

The child is a little weak, but the doctor's examination showed no major problems. He just needs proper care and cannot be rushed.

Jingshan No. 1 was extremely lively.

After a few busy days, my mood calmed down, and life returned to normal.

It all felt like a dream.

Xu Qingcheng and the nanny fed the two babies. She went back to the bedroom but didn't see Fu Jingting.

She went to his study again. "Are you done with your work? I have something I want to tell you."

"So serious?" Fu Jingting raised an eyebrow and beckoned her over.

Xu Qingcheng walked over and was immediately pulled into his arms. "What is it? Tell me."

"That child," Xu Qingcheng looked at him, "I dreamt about him yesterday."

"Just say what you want to say." Fu Jingting pinched her cheek.

"Could we adopt him? That child... just thinking about the look in his eyes when we left makes my heart ache." Xu Qingcheng rubbed her eyes. "Or, even if we don't adopt him, could we at least provide him with better conditions?"

Fu Jingting smiled and touched her forehead. "No need. I asked, and Dean Wu said that Shen Yu's uncle took him away."

Xu Qingcheng suddenly turned her head. "Huh? You asked again?"

"Yeah. I can't let him bite me for nothing. I originally wanted him to come to our house and be our slave, but I was too late." Fu Jingting said half-jokingly.

"Ah, that's great." Xu Qingcheng let out a deep breath. "It would be best if we could go home. That little boy's eyes are so unforgettable. He probably really treats Qinghan like a younger brother. I saw him smile when he was rocking Qinghan's crib. But when he looked at us, his eyes were like a wolf's, as if he had stolen something from us."

Later, the name Shen Yu always appeared in the story of Fu Qinghan getting lost, so much so that the three children of the Fu family were all familiar with this name.

Xu Qingcheng reached out and wrapped her arms around Fu Jingting's neck, kissing his chin. "Why did you ask?"

"If even my wife can't understand it, who can?" The man reached out and picked her up. "Can you sleep with me tonight?"