The nursing staff, volunteers and principal of the orphanage were all interviewed. Fuchen's life was completely revealed. Her fight in the orphanage was even more magnified.
Reports called her a "bitter-hearted little girl."
Fuchen was criticized. No one wanted to adopt Fuchen.
Suddenly, a new trend broke out on the Internet: a certain celebrity was jailed for suspected drug abuse!
Qi Rong even said personally, "I like this child Fuchen very much. She is not my daughter, but I like her. I hope everyone will not disturb her."
There is a new outlet, Fuchen has little benefit, and the reporters are gone.
The orphanage became popular because of Fu Chen. Many of the children captured in the video were adopted, especially the little boy who fought with Fu Chen and was adopted by a family. On the day of the adoption, the family held the boy and rolled their eyes at Fu Chen.
Fuchen sat on the double pole, hugging his legs and saying nothing.
"Floating dust!"
"Sister Fuchen."
Some children yelled and played with Fuchen, but were hugged away by volunteers.
Outside the railing, Lu Youming quietly looked at Fuchen.
Qi Rong didn't have much time, so he could only leave in a hurry.
"Hey, don't be so discouraged." Lu Youming helped the man up and taught him, and helped Fuchen wipe the sand from his face and clothes.
The floating dust is silent.
The dean smiled and emphasized, "We need to give priority to Fuchen's willingness. Only if she is willing to sign on the paper."
Parents who find such a child in an orphanage will not adopt her.
No matter how Qi Rong spoke, Fu Chen didn't say anything. Those once bright eyes became lifeless.
In the past, whenever Lu Youming took a bite from her, she would stare at him for a long time.
"Hey! You are all blind! So many people are bullying one person! Do you have any heart?" Lu Youming scolded. He hugged Fuchen and went directly to go through the adoption procedures.
Fuchen lowered his head and cried.
Lu Youming held Fuchen's hand to sign.
Fuchen lowered his head and remained motionless, like a wooden man.
Fuchen is not like this. She is smart and active. But this kind of activeness is not a good thing for a caregiver who is too busy to rest.
Fuchen can fight with others, seize territory and resources, and protect others and act like a teacher.
Only those who have established contact with her are willing to tolerate her.
Fuchen lowered his head and was silent, squatting on the ground and counting ants.
Qi Rong quietly came to the orphanage wearing sunglasses and found Fuchen, who was isolated after being bullied by the Internet. "Hello, Fuchen. Are you still willing to ask me to be your father?"
The child climbed on top of her, rode on her neck, and sat on the ground with her head pressed down. She didn't respond either.
The child next to her pushed her head, but she didn't move.
There was one person sitting on Fuchen's head, and there were countless children sitting on her. Seeing that little Fuchen was suppressed and invisible, Lu Youming rushed in and pushed away the little kid sitting on Fuchen's body.
"We still need Fuchen's consent." The dean beamed. She knew that children were different. But the world has rigid requirements for lovable children: be well-behaved, sensible and obedient.
Fuchen clenched his fist and pulled back his hand, his head still hanging down.
"I'm sorry, Mr. Lu. We can't go through the adoption procedures at the moment." The dean took back the adoption form. "You can interact with Fuchen more in the hospital, and then come back to go through the procedures when she is willing."
Lu Youming stared at Fuchen, unwilling to hold on to his hand and try again. Fuchen held his hand and stayed still. He backed away and refused to move forward. He became anxious, bit Lu Youming in his mouth, and ran away.
At night, Fuchen opened her eyes. She went to the bathroom and put a bag of hot urine in a plastic bag. She walked to the bed of the child who had been sitting on her during the day and "kindly" distributed some urine.
