After leaving home, they regretted it.

The old man was very happy.

Qin Yi had a dream.

In the dream, he curled up in the rainy night, waiting for death alone.

Suddenly an angel appeared, calling him over and over again, asking him to live.

When he opened his eyes and woke up, he saw a strange ceiling.

The air was filled with the smell of disinfectant.

Qin Yi wrinkled his nose unconsciously, not quite used to it.

"Is this heaven... or hell?"

He muttered to himself, and was about to get up when a pair of warm hands pressed him back to the bed.

"Neither, little brother, this is a clinic."

The woman dressed as a doctor had a gentle smile on her face, "I'm giving you an IV, so don't move around, be careful of bleeding, swish, have you seen bleeding?"

Qin Yi then noticed that there was an intravenous needle inserted in the back of his right hand.

"I..."

Qin Yi lowered his head and opened his mouth, hesitating: "I don't have... no money..."

"Oh! How much can a bottle of glucose cost?"

Kong Xinrui seemed to see Qin Yi's embarrassment, and gently placed her palm on Qin Yi's forehead.

Warmth...

This was Qin Yi's first feeling.

"Sister's favorite thing to do is to help others, and someone has already paid for you."

Hearing this, Qin Yi suddenly remembered the situation in his dream.

He was about to ask something, Kong Xinrui looked outside, then pursed her lips: "Here, she's coming."

The voice fell, followed by a hurried sound of footsteps.

Soon, a beautiful face came into view.

Qin Yi's eyes widened.

The other person was wearing a white dress, with black and shiny hair draped over her shoulders. Although there were some water drops on her face, it did not affect her delicate face without makeup.

It was obviously the first time he saw this face, but Qin Yi felt very familiar with it, and a sense of intimacy that he had never felt before rose in his heart.

It was as if... it was the one in the dream...

"Angel?"

Qin Yi blurted out unconsciously.

The woman who walked in was slightly startled when she heard this name, and seemed to be a little amused.

"Yeah, I also think Rumeng is particularly like an angel."

Kong Xinrui next to him expressed his full agreement.

"Xinrui, stop joking with me."

Gu Rumeng threw a helpless look at Kong Xinrui, then moved a stool and sat next to Qin Yi's bed, and put the bag she brought on the bedside table:

"Little brother, I'm not an angel. My name is Gu Rumeng. If you don't mind, just call me sister."

"Okay."

Qin Yi recovered and said softly: "Thank you, Sister Rumeng."

"You're welcome."

Gu Rumeng smiled gently, then took out the incubator from the bag:

"The doctor said you are malnourished and may have a little hypoglycemia. You probably didn't eat much today?"

"I just went home and cooked something for you. It's too late to buy vegetables at this point. We can make some porridge and eggs at home. Don't mind."

After that, she helped Qin Yi sit up and leaned against the head of the bed, took it out of the bag, opened the lid, gently scooped a spoonful of porridge, and blew a few mouthfuls.

After confirming that the porridge in the spoon was not hot, she fed it to Qin Yi's mouth:

"Come on, open your mouth, ah~~"

Qin Yi, who had never been fed by anyone, was at a loss: "I... I... I can do it myself."

He was about to raise his hand, but Kong Xinrui next to him held his arm: "You are on an IV drip, don't move, let the angel sister feed you."

"What angel, don't talk nonsense." Gu Rumeng was helpless.

"I think this name is very nice, don't you think, little brother?" Kong Xinrui's eyes curved like a crescent.

"Don't pay attention to this frivolous sister, I don't know what she is thinking about all day long." Gu Rumeng rolled her eyes and held the spoon to Qin Yi's mouth again: "Come on, be obedient, I will feed you, open your mouth, ah~~"

Qin Yi couldn't stand Gu Rumeng's enthusiasm, and his arm was pressed. He hesitated for a while, and finally opened his mouth carefully.

The porridge was warm and a little bland, but it was a special delicacy that he had never tasted before.

As he was eating, Qin Yi suddenly felt a sore nose and tears fell uncontrollably from the corners of his eyes.

"What's wrong? Is it hot? Sorry, I'll blow it for you again!"

Gu Rumeng was startled and apologized quickly.

"No, it's not hot at all, and it's delicious! Very delicious! It's the best porridge I've ever eaten in my life!"

Qin Yi sniffed and raised his head.

He raised his other arm to wipe the tears from his face, and then smiled.

Seeing this, Gu Rumeng felt very distressed.

A person curled up on the roadside and fainted on a rainy day.

So thin, malnourished...

Gu Rumeng couldn't imagine what the child had experienced.

"Rumeng."

Kong Xinrui seemed to know something, and called out with a complicated expression, "Come out with me."

"What's wrong?"

Although Gu Rumeng was puzzled, she still put down the incubator, told Qin Yi to finish the porridge obediently, and then followed Kong Xinrui outside.

"When I gave the child an injection just now, I rolled up his clothes and took a few glances."

Kong Xinrui took a deep breath, "The child's body is full of scars, many of which were burned by cigarette butts, and do you know how thin he is? Skin and bones! Skin and bones!"

After hearing this, Gu Rumeng couldn't help but look through the glass at Qin Yi who was drinking porridge and wiping tears at the same time, and her heart felt as if it was being grabbed.

What kind of family can have the heart to treat their own children like this? !