You Are My Rare Passion

"I read all the information that my father searched, and then found that according to the law, only after a person's brain death, his immediate family members can sign the heart transplant operation form. I suspected that my father was Deliberately trying to kill me, take my heart and exchange it for his own son."

Ye Xingbei was terrified when he heard this, and couldn't help holding Gu Junzhu's hand.

When saying these words, Huo Zhongqi was always calm.

From the beginning to the end, his voice was unhurried, sweet and waxy.

Like a clear spring flowing in the mountains, there is no excitement, no sadness, no fear, giving people a slow and free feeling.

There was no superfluous expression on his face, it was very quiet, with a bit of natural laziness, like a cat lying in the yard basking in the sun in the afternoon.

Calm as if telling a story about cookies after dinner.

Ye Xingbei could no longer find words to describe how she felt at the moment.

She didn't know how to comment on Huo Zhongqi.

She only knew that after she met Ling Yue, Qin Junye and Huo Zhongqi successively, she refreshed her understanding of the word "child" again and again.

Each of the three children was less like a child than the other.

Before meeting Qin Junye and Huo Zhongqi, Ye Xingbei felt that Ling Yue's bravery, wit, calmness, and perseverance surpassed those of his peers.

But after meeting Qin Junye and Huo Zhongqi, she discovered that there was something even worse.

Qin Junye was eight years old and could kill a wild boar.

At the age of eight, Huo Zhongqi could talk without changing his face or heartbeat. How did he discover step by step that his adoptive father wanted to take away his heart and give it to his adoptive father's own son.

Looking back at the performance of these children, Ye Xingbei seriously suspected that all her previous ages had been lived on pigs.

Huo Zhongqi paused for a while, and continued: "I guessed that my father wanted to exchange my heart for his own son, I was very sad, I hope this is not true, I want to verify, so I am in my father and mother In my bedroom, a micro-recorder was installed to record the conversation between my parents."

"After hearing what they said, I was sure that they really wanted to give my heart to their own son."

"I wish I could help my parents, but if my parents take out my heart and give it to their own son, I will die."

"I'm still young, I don't want to die..."

Huo Zhongqi stared at Gu Junzhu and Ye Xingbei with clear eyes: "I was sitting behind Xiaoshu, and I heard Xiaoshu tell the story of you in Jinli Village, you helped the homeless Junye, I am also homeless now, so I found Xiaoshu, told Xiaoshu about me, and asked Xiaoshu if he could help me."

"Xiao Shu was very happy. He said he could. He said he was looking for a third senior brother for himself. He said that I just happened to be his third senior brother."

Ye Xingbei: "..."

Huo Zhongqi looked at Gu Junzhu and Ye Xingbei, and continued: "So, I asked Xiaoshu to bring me to my uncle and aunt. I hope that my uncle and aunt can help me, and don't let my parents take away my heart."

Telling the story very calmly, Ye Xingbei felt very sad after listening to it.

This child is only eight years old.

Suddenly knowing that the parents who raised him are not his biological parents is already cruel.