The next morning, Lu Xin got himself ready and headed out.
He did not go to the company. After all, he had taken leave and had not canceled it yet—and this was paid leave, too.
Besides, there were some things he wanted to verify, so he went straight to Crimson Moon Orphanage beside the Guard Department.
Document 003 had left him with many questions.
About Old Director. About the man named Chen Xun. About whether they were alive or dead, and what had happened to them back then...
And the person who undoubtedly knew these things was Teacher Lu.
As he slowly climbed the stairs, he heard the sound of reading drifting down from above.
"Longing for it, longing for it, the east wind has come, and spring is drawing near..."
The reading could not exactly be called clear and sonorous. There were obvious drawn-out sounds unique to children, along with some mumbling. He could even make out several listless voices. Without looking, he knew that among the children reading at that moment, a few were surely bleary-eyed with sleep, simply hoping to endure the lesson so they could go outside and play marbles.
Lu Xin understood this very well. In his memories, he had been the same way.
What does spring have to do with me? Whether there's meat in the lunch is what really matters...
Since they were still in class, Lu Xin stood in the corridor beside the security guard uncle, his hands in his pockets as he waited silently.
"You're back pretty quickly this time..."
The security guard uncle carefully plucked a dead leaf from the potted plant, then unfolded his newspaper and read it at his leisure.
"I finished work early."
Lu Xin glanced at the solitary little flower on the potted plant