DCBS

138 (Extra 8 Part 2)

DCBS: Chapter 138 Part 2

A few months later, the family walked into the increasingly familiar orphanage with similar expectations.

All the formalities were completed and they came to officially pick up the new family member.

Under the careful care of the aunt in the orphanage, the baby had become fatter and was no longer so thin. He had a fair and round face and when he blinked, his slender eyes flickered as if gently sweeping over people’s hearts.

Mother Lin clearly remembered the appearance of her son wanting to hold him that day but not daring to. She asked with a smile, “Do you want to try and hold Tong Tong?”

Lin Qingyan took a deep breath and solemnly took his brother from the aunt’s arm, as if receiving a more precious gift.

The soft baby fell into his arms and smiled so hard that his teeth couldn’t be seen. He waved his little hand across the ends of Lin Qingyan’s hair, creating a slightly hot wind.

Lin Qingyan had never felt that the world in his arms was so heavy.

He looked seriously at his younger brother called Tong Tong in his arms. “I will be your older brother in the future.”

His younger brother still didn’t understand and hummed a few times in a baby voice. Then he suddenly came up and kissed his older brother, who was like a little adult.

After stealing a kiss on the cheek of his brother, the little child smiled even more happily while the adults around them laughed. Only the older brother hit by the sneak attack was stupidly stunned.

This was the first time Lin Qingtong really saw the world.

His older brother, who found him in the big world, also carried him out of the orphanage.

The flowers and trees in the yard were out of season and the flowers were gone. Only the leaves of the trees remained.

Then after Lin Qingyan returned home that day, he immediately found the name of that purple flower.

As a result, the child abandoned by his biological parents had his own name.

“Lin Qingtong.” Lin Qingyan chatted with his younger brother in the cradle. “Do you like this name?”

His younger brother turned over, giggling and reaching for his fingers.

The baby’s tender palm was soft, like a ball of warm cotton.

Lin Qingyan’s left fingers were caught and played with by his younger brother. He had to write two lines of words on a brand-new notebook with his right hand alone, using his chin to occasionally adjust the notebook that accidentally shifted.

[Situation: Ask my younger brother if he likes the name.]

[Answer: Giggled and reached out.]

Lin Qingyan was still curious about why Lin Qingtong, who was tired from crying back in the past, smiled at him.

He wanted to find patterns in his brother’s daily behavior so he prepared a thick notebook for this.

Father Lin and Mother Lin supported everything their oldest son wanted to do.

He was full of curiosity about many seemingly novel things.

Only this time, the two of them couldn’t help smiling when they saw Lin Qingyan chasing after their youngest son every day with a notebook and a pen in a serious manner, recording his every move.

He was exploring one of the most naive mysteries.

Lin Qingyan thought he would gradually find this matter boring and then put it behind him. But he didn’t expect that he would write in this diary for a long, long time.