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I used to think my adoptive parents were bad enough. They took me in when they didn't have their own children, but later, by chance, they had their own child and tried every means to send me back.
However, compared to Ye Guang, I was still lucky. Just think about it: which child can grow up to be a normal person after experiencing neglect and abuse during their childhood?
Xiao Minxing was just as furious as I was. He quickly confirmed the authenticity of the news through phone calls and other channels, and he also figured out why this report came out.
Due to Ye Guang's disappearance, the Ye Family wanted the Hospital to compensate them, and it was a significant amount. Additionally, they were trying to take down the Hospital through other means.
The Ye Family had influence in Haicheng. In Xiao Minxing's words, if they wanted to take down a Hospital, it wouldn't be difficult at all. Unfortunately for them, this particular Hospital had even more powerful investors, and that person wasn't even in Haicheng; it was beyond their reach.
When they learned that the Ye Family was targeting them, they acted first and exposed their scandal, forcing the Ye Family to focus on cleaning up their own mess.
A political figure abusing his adopted child and sending him to a mental hospital without ever checking on him—if nothing else comes out of this, Ye Guang's father will likely find it hard to maintain his position in the future.
I looked outside and said, "Now that the person is missing, they're making such a fuss over their own interests. It's really impressive."
Xiao Minxing stood silently by the floor-to-ceiling window in the living room, gritting his teeth.
His eyes were fixed outside, his back as cold as ice sculpture. Even Xiao Zhe didn't dare approach him; he only let me hold him and kept calling toward that direction.
Once Sister Liu packed all his things into the car, we got in together and headed out with Xiao Minxing.
On the way, I received a call from Mina. As soon as she heard we were looking for Ye Guang, she hurriedly asked, "I saw it on the news this morning. Where are you going to look?"
I smiled wryly and said, "I don't know; just wandering around."
She shouted from the other end, "I'm going too! That kid seems pretty good; I didn't expect there would be so much behind it."
The reports about Ye Guang's background were very clear; I didn't feel the need to repeat everything to Mina. If she wanted to come along, I welcomed it—more people always meant more strength.
However, we wandered around Haicheng all day and still found nothing. I even took Xiao Minxing back to the cemetery we visited last time with Su Qian.
Mina and Longwen followed us as we made our way to the grave of the elder of the Ye Family. There wasn't a single shadow there.
Xiao Minxing looked at the photo on the tombstone and said, "This is probably the only person from the Ye Family who was good to Ye Guang."
Aside from what was mentioned in those reports, when Ye Guang first went to the Studio, it was evident that he had been protected by this old man, which is why the Ye Family treated him relatively well. However, after the old man's death, no one stood by his side anymore.
In the past, I thought it was nice that he had a Bodyguard when he went out; it was a way for his family to protect him. Now it seems that aside from putting on a show, it might just be a form of confinement.
Longwen followed closely beside Mina. After their initial greeting, he rarely spoke but occasionally smiled at her, revealing his deep dimples, which were particularly charming.
After we finished looking at the tombstone, we were about to turn back when he stepped aside and crouched down to take a closer look at the ground in front of the tombstone.
It was just ordinary grassland. Aside from some dried flower branches left long ago, there were only a few small wildflowers quietly lying on top.
Longwen picked one of the flowers and held it up to his eyes before looking around at the grass and other tombstones. Finally, he said, "Someone has been here."
He was right; these little white flowers did not belong here because there were no blooming flowers in the surrounding grassland. Moreover, aside from this tombstone, there were none elsewhere, indicating that someone had indeed come here to place them. I hadn't noticed before because there were so few—only a few flowers that looked as if they had been casually discarded.
When Longwen picked it up, we quickly thought that if someone had been walking and tossing flowers along the way, there should be more elsewhere. Since there weren't any, it meant someone had specifically come here to leave them. There really aren't many people who would do such a thing.
Xiao Minxing immediately said, "Qiu Yuhan, you stay here with the child and Sister Liu while we split up to search this area thoroughly."
The cemetery is not a pleasant place; I originally didn't want to bring Xiao Zhe here. But in the end, we found ourselves here anyway. The child didn't care about any of that; seeing all the stones around made him want to climb down.
Sister Liu naturally held onto him tightly, but he struggled desperately to escape while kicking and crying. Eventually, he ended up in my arms again but continued to cry incessantly, leaving me with no choice but to keep soothing him.
Just as Xiao Zhe had been crying for several minutes, we spotted someone next to a tombstone.
He was positioned diagonally above us with messy hair and a dirty face. He wore a blue short-sleeved shirt and jeans and looked very thin; when the wind blew, it seemed like he might topple over along with those tombstones.
I quickly handed Xiao Zhe over to Sister Liu and ran toward Ye Guang's direction.
He seemed to see me too; as soon as he bent down, he disappeared from view.
Fearing he might run away again, I shouted in panic and called Su Qian and the others while quickly relaying Ye Guang's location.
When we all gathered in front of the tombstone, we saw Ye Guang squatting on the ground, his clothes stained with dirt and grass juice.
He curled his legs, burying his head inside, and tightly hugged himself with both hands.
Mina was impatient and wanted to rush over to him, but Longwen held her back.
Xiao Minxing stood beside me, touched my hand, and then gave me a knowing glance.
Yes, among those here, I was the only one who was his friend. At this moment, none of us knew what Ye Guang was thinking or what he might do. If a crowd rushed over, it could provoke him, and the consequences would be even more serious.
I tried to relax myself as much as possible and slowly walked over. I stopped two steps away from him and softly called his name.
He didn’t lift his head; he just trembled a couple of times.
"Ye Guang, don’t be afraid. It’s me, I’m Qiu Yuhan, the one you painted for."
While speaking softly to him, I took a small step forward. If I reached out my hand, I could touch him, but his head still didn’t come up.
I turned to look at Xiao Minxing and the others; they all had encouraging expressions. Taking a deep breath, I decided to walk over and squat down between the two tombstones with him.
Ye Guang trembled even more violently; his whole body seemed to be jolted as he shook continuously.
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