The following afternoon.
Only then did we go to pick up Xiao Xuan.
Director Chen was busy with his duties, but he also wanted to give Xiao Xuan and the blind old man more time together.
Once Xiao Xuan went to the Welfare Institute, he probably wouldn't be able to come back to visit the old man often.
Besides, the old man didn't want Xiao Xuan to come back.
When we arrived, the old man was already waiting at the door with Xiao Xuan.
Xiao Xuan's earlier innocence and smile were gone. His reluctance to leave was written all over his face.
Perhaps he would rather live in hardship than be separated from the old man.
When I walked over, he didn't come toward me as he had before, probably because he knew we had come to take him away.
"Xiao Xuan, Grandpa talked to you about everything yesterday, didn't he?" I asked.
He nodded, looking a little uneasy.
"Don't you want to go to the Welfare Institute?" I asked again.
He shook his head, his face full of reluctance. "I'm not going. If I leave, I'll worry about Grandpa."
Director Chen came over and crouched beside Xiao Xuan. "Xiao Xuan, have you thought about what you want to do when you grow up?"
Xiao Xuan thought for a moment. "I want to be a firefighter."
Director Chen smiled. "Why do you want to be a firefighter?"
Xiao Xuan said, "When I go to big cities to put out fires someday, my mom might see me and say, 'Oh, isn't that my son?'"
A slightly bashful smile appeared on his face as he said this.
Although his mother had abandoned him, he still wanted to make her proud.
Director Chen drew a breath and steadied himself before saying earnestly, "But