The protagonist, Li Baolong, was born in the 1970s in China. From a young age, he lived with his parents in a small town on the edge of the Xinjiang desert. When he was fifteen, his parents died in...
Li Baolong stood there quietly, a complex mix of emotions welling up inside him. Looking at Xiaoyu's small yet resolute figure, he was overwhelmed with emotion. In this mire of fate, Xiaoyu and her mother clung to each other, inseparable, never abandoning one another even as the tide of suffering engulfed them. He recalled his own confusion and setbacks on his cultivation path, and seeing the tragic plight of this mother and daughter before him, it was as if a ray of light shone into the softest corner of his heart.
In that corner of the dance hall, Li Baolong's figure exuded a resolute air. He quietly took out a stack of hundred-yuan bills from his spatial storage, silently thinking to himself, "This originally belonged to that fatso; now I'll consider it a good deed I've done."
He slowly walked towards Xiaoyu and her mother, who were crying, and handed them the stack of money. With a gentle smile on his face, he said softly, "Xiaoyu, and Xiaoyu's mother, I'm donating 10,000 yuan to you. Xiaoyu, you should continue your university studies, and Auntie, you can focus on your medical treatment. You don't need to pay this money back."
Xiaoyu's mother's eyes instantly reddened, and she pulled Xiaoyu to kneel down and kowtow to Li Baolong. Li Baolong quickly reached out and stopped them, his eyes sincere: "Please don't do that. I also come from a poor background. Now that my situation is a little better, I should do my best to help you since I have met you."
Xiaoyu stood there, at the age when her heart was just beginning to open to love. She looked up at Li Baolong, her eyes filled with gratitude and shyness. She bowed slightly, her voice clear and firm: "Brother Baolong, I will definitely study hard and repay your great kindness to our family after I graduate and start working."
From that moment on, a special seed was planted in Xiaoyu's heart, and Li Baolong's figure grew ever taller in her world. It was as if, in that moment of helping and being helped, some subtle emotion was quietly growing, waiting to slowly blossom in the future.