Barrett Heart of Promise

I grew up in an orphanage. No name ...

The director called me code 232, everyone of the same age was given a very good name, everyone was adopted by the family one by one, only me was left.

On February 23, another little girl was brought here, at first glance with a petite figure, brown hair and blue eyes. The day she came here, I was no longer alone...

That year everything was like the beginning of all good things, I was put in an orphanage when my family died after a big fire, met and got to know him, although I didn't talk much but understood, I often I was given a toy by older friends, you were the one who took it back for me even though I was beaten a lot...

He often calls me very intimately: "Bei Boi, I'll give you dumplings."

He is 2 years older than me, since he was a child he did not know his name, only called by his code. There was a time when we were about to be apart, when a wealthy family came to the director's place looking for a child to adopt. They like you 232 so much, they want to take you away from me...

I also cried for days without stopping because I was going to leave you, but when the day my wife's family resisted, they picked me up again, hurriedly, immediately ran up to find Mother Maria to ask for clarification, I know you asked for help. . permission. . Husband and wife raised and arranged for me to replace him in their house.

As the years went by, perhaps the two had grown into adulthood just not knowing each other from a distance. The little girl still has information alive. As for the boy holding it, I don't know...

"Bei Bei, why haven't you slept yet?"

Her voice trembled slightly due to the cold weather today, stepping into the room to approach the desk. Lam An Bei closed the laptop screen. Smiling softly, he replied.

"I'm just journaling, why aren't you sleeping?"

Lam's wrinkled hand due to aging was raised to the top of Bei Bei's head and gently patted it.

"Haven't you forgotten your brother at the orphanage?"

Bei Bei's throat began to be soft and difficult to speak, opening his mouth to move to answer, but before he could say anything, tears naturally overflowed from the corners of his eyelids.

Mrs. Lam looked at her son gently, took a white sheet of paper to gently wipe her pink cheeks, hugged her mother's little daughter in her arms to comfort her: "Don't cry anymore, tomorrow when school starts, your eyes will look like two teddy bears. that eyelid. If you are lucky, you will definitely meet that person again."

Breathing began to become more difficult due to emotions overwhelming his heart, Bei Bei adjusted his breathing to regain his composure and answered his mother with a weak voice: "Yes.. mom, don't worry about me. It's late, then go home and sleep with Dad."

Mom smiled gently and kissed my forehead, then turned the figure and left the room. The evening passed with nostalgia...

In a house located on the coast, there is an ancient garden with a large garden. The highest bulge is still lit, the key is clicked, a man walks into the room at the age of 19 with a cup of black coffee.

"You did not sleep, huh? What game did you play to concentrate so hard?"

The 20-year-old boy is on the computer composing, giving a presentation tomorrow with the responsibility of the Principal