Chapter 525 The Corridor of Life

"Ouch! Why is there a child here?"

Under the setting sun, three figures, two large and one small, slowly approached in the distance.

The remaining brilliance of the setting sun stretched their figures very long. When they got closer, they could vaguely see the woman holding the vegetables she had just bought. The man next to her wore glasses and was tall but seemed very gentle.

And on the man's shoulders sat a little boy.

He smiled cheerfully and raised his hands in the air. The innocence and simple happiness of a child appeared on her face.

There are many people coming and going on the streets. The old streets, which are slightly different from modern ones, are also illuminated by the sunset and present a different kind of beauty.

It was time to get off work at this time, so the streets were naturally crowded and noisy.

Many people are talking about some major events that have happened recently. They don't care about their words, but they are just enjoying the conversation.

This is normal. In this era when entertainment is not so developed, people always have different curiosity and obsession with some rumors.

And just recently, what people are talking about the most, and what is very hot recently, is naturally something about the destined bishop, Otto, Apocalypse.

It's not that he did anything, but that people finally discovered that the bishop had been sitting in that position for nearly three hundred years.

People don't know why he lived for so long, and this has become an unsolved mystery among people.

Of course, it's just from the mouth. People often hear people mention this matter, but no one really pays attention to it because it is too far away for them.

Night gradually fell, and at some point, snowflakes fell quietly, adding more decorations to the last part of the journey home.

The family of three quickened their pace. The mother held her husband's hand, while the father also held the little boy on his head and quickly approached home.

"Dad! Hold me in your arms, don't use me to block the snow."

The little boy on the head cleverly noticed something was wrong and waved his hands to protest, but what he got in return was his father laughing with a hearty voice.

"Boys must learn to take the initiative to take responsibility, otherwise how can they protect their sisters."

As he spoke, the man turned back and looked at his wife and her slightly bulging belly.

"Okay, don't catch a cold. After hitting someone like this, it's like a child. Hug the child quickly." The wife saw her husband looking at her, hit him angrily, and then lectured him.

From this simple conversation, we can know that this is a happy family, the husband and wife are harmonious, they have a son, and they are about to welcome a new little life.

Along the way, the snow became heavier and heavier, and there were fewer and fewer people. The road was not long, and the family of three soon arrived at the door of their home.

But when they came to the entrance of their yard, they suddenly found a child lying in their yard.

She just lay on the ground, very directly, without any protection, and only a rag on her body.

She was very young, probably less than a year old, but she was lying motionless on the ground.

It's like, dead. If her eyes hadn't moved from time to time, you would really think it was a corpse.

"What's going on? Who left such a young child here?"

The man opened the door, and the woman hurriedly ran into the yard. She hugged the child on the ground with some distress. While speaking in a daze, she also took off her coat and hugged the child.

While patting the back of the child in her arms, she looked around. There was no one except the continuous heavy snow.

This child seemed to appear out of thin air. There was no trace of his appearance. There was no sign that the door had been pried, and there were no signs of climbing on the courtyard wall. There was no way of knowing who had left the child here. How on earth did the child get sent in?

The man came to his wife's side, took off his coat and put it on his wife, and looked at the child in her arms and spoke.

“It’s snowing so heavily, it’s a miracle we didn’t freeze to death.”

The little boy sitting on his shoulder looked at the little girl for a long time and finally spoke.

"Dad, isn't this a love debt you have outside?"

The man hit his son on the head.

"What are you talking about, kid? Are your father and I like that?"

"Okay, stop making trouble and check quickly. Is the child okay?" The woman was a little anxious and interrupted the father and son's conversation.

After all, it was so icy and snowy, and the temperature was so low, even the adults were shivering, let alone a child.

"Let's go inside first."

After opening the door and holding the child on the sofa, the father checked the child's physical condition.

The father is a doctor and the woman is a teacher. They both have high knowledge and academic qualifications. Of course, their income is also very good. This family can be regarded as a well-off family.

After completing the simple inspection, the man breathed a sigh of relief and spoke.

"It's okay, the child is healthy, it's just..."

Originally, the woman holding the girl breathed a sigh of relief because of the previous words, but when she heard the next words, her heart lifted again.

"Just what? Just tell me, don't beat around the bush."

Seeing his lover so worried about the child, the man smiled and shook his head.

"Don't worry, don't worry, she's fine. I just feel a little strange. Look at her, she hasn't cried."

The woman was completely relieved when she heard this answer, then pinched her man angrily, held the child in her arms and spoke.

"If the child doesn't cry, it's because he's good and sensible. There's nothing strange about that."

"That's not right." The little boy crawled over and looked into the girl's eyes.

"Look at her eyes. How come she looks more like my dad than my dad when she looks at me?"

Then the little boy was hit on the head again and heard his father speak.

"You brat, why don't you go to bed at this late hour? Why are you making such a mess? Go to bed."

The little boy covered his head.

"Dad, you can't hit a child on the head. What if you hit him stupidly?"

The old father smiled.

"You're different. You're brave enough to resist beatings. A few more beatings might make you smarter."

"Okay, you two, stop making trouble and tell us what to do with this child." Seeing that they were about to bicker again, the helpless woman could only interrupt again.

At this point, the father and son stopped competing for superiority.

The little boy spoke first.

"Let's take her in so I can have two sisters."

The father shook his head.

"No, we don't know what happened to this child yet. What if she was abducted? I'll take her to the hospital for a checkup tomorrow and make sure she's fine before sending her to the police station."

"Dad, you are wrong. How do you know that she is not still here by her parents? Wouldn't it be a sheep's mouth to send her back like that?" The little boy tried to reason with his father.

"What does this little brat know? He even added lyrics to his words. Go to sleep!" The old father was unreasonable.

"No!" the little boy glared.

Seeing that the father and son were about to start a fight again, the mother holding the girl helplessly shook her head and spoke.

"In my opinion, I'll take him to your work unit tomorrow to make sure the child is okay before deciding anything else."

This discussion has since ended.

After all, my wife had spoken, so the man naturally nodded.

As for the little boy, he seemed to like this child he had just met. He jumped to hug his sister, but his old father refused because he was still young.

As the perspective gradually zooms out, you will realize that everything just now is just an image of the memory.

Leiden Meiyi looked at the picture on the wall. She paused here for a long time, and more than once wanted to reach out and touch the side face of the child in the picture, but when she reached out her hand, she realized that this was just a memory.

Time goes back to just now.

Just now, Leiden Meiyi opened the door and stepped inside.

Inside the door is a long corridor, that is Bai Mo's life...