Chapter 163

Xingnuo was an orphan in his previous life.

He stayed in the orphanage until he was three or four years old. Because he was well-behaved and cute, he was adopted by a childless family.

In the first year, the couple treated him very well, and Xingnuo developed a sense of family in his heart and regarded them as his own parents.

But soon, the woman who was diagnosed as unable to get pregnant had her own child.

Xingnuo's living standard plummeted in an instant.

In order to make room for his newborn brother, he moved out of his original bedroom and lived in the storage room. His new clothes became old clothes that others didn't want, and he was always treated coldly by the couple for his three meals a day.

Xingnuo was too young at that time and didn't understand why.

He tried clumsily to please the two of them. He always had a smile on his face, with his eyebrows and eyes curved in a cheerful manner, like a little sun, trying to please the couple.

But the more the couple looked at Xingnuo, the more they disliked him. His exquisite and beautiful appearance was once the biggest reason for the couple to adopt him, but now, it is a constant reminder that Xingnuo is not their biological child!

The couple looks ordinary and cannot give birth to a child as good-looking as Xingnuo.

Xingnuo grew up like this until he was six or seven years old. Finally, after getting up late one day, he was grabbed and scolded by the couple.

Xingnuo's memories were vague, he even forgot what he was thinking at that time, but he chose the same action as he does now.

He ran out of school, angered his teacher, embarrassed the couple, and was finally beaten and sent back to the orphanage.

Xingnuo was standing in the orphanage at this time, and the most painful and unforgettable event in his memory was inexplicably happening again.

The director’s wife was a kind-hearted person. Although she didn’t understand why Xingnuo had angered his adoptive parents, she just rubbed his head and sighed.

Being sent back by the adoptive parents indicated that no child would be adopted out again in the future.

Xingnuo didn't care. He looked at the director's grandmother whose figure had long become blurred in his memory, walked up to her, hugged her, and smiled.

The child's eyes are so bright, as if you have fallen into a silver sea, and you can't help but be infected by them.

"Grandma Dean, don't worry about me. I'm doing well now."

All the unhappiness will end in the previous life.

Although Xingnuo's memory was still confused, he knew that he would meet his most anticipated family in his next life, and he was not sad at all.

After the director left, Xingnuo stood in the middle of the yard of the orphanage, looking at the blue sky that seemed fake, holding up his snow-white cheeks, and thinking about many things.

Unable to figure out why, Xingnuo had to leave the orphanage and look for a way to leave this world.

But this world was too real, Xingnuo could not find any trace of falsehood no matter what, and his leg was injured from falling from the wall, so he could only limp back to the orphanage.

In the alley at the corner of the orphanage, Xingnuo actually ran into Lu Qi.

Lu Qi's eyes flashed with an icy blue light, and he spoke more mechanically, with a stern face:

"Xingnuo."

Xingnuo narrowed her eyes and couldn't help laughing, thinking that Lu Qi was really amazing.

"Why can you find me no matter where I am, Lu Qi?"

Lu Qi wanted to laugh along, but unfortunately he couldn't smile as brightly as Xing Nuo, so he could only lower his eyes and continue to speak expressionlessly:

"Of course I will find you, because you and I are soul-bound."

Xingnuo seemed to understand, tilted his head and scratched his curly hair.

"I don't quite understand what it means, but Lu Qi, how can I get out of this world?"

Lu Qi looked at Xing Nuo with a serious face. He looked similar to Xing Nuo, but even colder and more heartless.

"This is different from the previous copy. This copy is called 'Memory'."

Xingnuo was surprised for a moment, then nodded and murmured:

"No wonder, this place looks very familiar to me. Is it a memory from my past life?"

Lu Qi hummed, looked up at the dilapidated streets and city, and was dazed for a moment.

It turns out that this is the orphanage that Xingnuo once mentioned.

It was just as Xingnuo had described, dilapidated and lonely, and the whole scene was gray.

Lu Qi looked at Xingnuo's memory and suddenly spoke:

"The difficulty of this dungeon is very low if you want to say it's low, but it's also very high if you want to say it's high."

Painful memories will haunt a person for a lifetime. We always think we have forgotten those things, but once we recall them, even if many details have become blurred, the heart-wrenching feeling still remains.

Most of the players who were accidentally pulled into the memory copy did not leave.

They cannot escape from the shadow of the past; painful memories have always been a proposition that humans cannot escape from.

"I don't know how to get through and leave, but Xingnuo, you have to believe in yourself."

Xingnuo didn't quite understand such profound words, nodded in confusion, and said:

"I believe in myself."

Xingnuo will never doubt the decisions he has made at any time.

He was like a little knight charging with sword in hand, brave and fearless, rarely dwelling on memories of the past.

But he still hasn't left this world.

Xingnuo's memory began to accelerate, and he inexplicably returned to the elementary school again. He was blocked in the utility room, and several senior students mocked him for not having parents.

"This kid is an orphan, hahaha!"

“I heard that he was adopted before, but was returned!”

"He must have a character problem. He might even steal things!"

"What's the point of being good-looking? You still don't have a mom and a dad, hahaha!"

Xingnuo's face turned red with anger, and he clenched his fists and shouted:

"No! I do!"

Unfortunately, he was too young. Standing in front of several senior students, he looked like a weak little chick and was not worth mentioning at all.

Several senior students came over with weapons to beat him up. Xingnuo couldn't beat them, but he still said firmly:

"I have a dad!"

His father will come to see him soon!

The senior students laughed even more wildly, threw fists down, and taunted non-stop.

"Don't let your fantasies creep in! How could an orphan like you have a father?"

"You never change the clothes you wear all year round. How poor! You're really lucky to have a father and a mother!"

Xingnuo could only cover his head and retorted in his heart:

They are wrong, he has always had a father!

Xingnuo's head hurt from the beating and his vision was blurry. Suddenly, he saw several senior students being knocked out.

He struggled to open his eyelids and looked at the tall man walking towards him.

"dad?"

Wen Xingxue was holding a knife, feeling cold, as if he had just come out of a world of howling wind and snow, and his entire body was soaked in frost.

He walked forward, responded, squatted down, picked up Xingnuo, and rubbed his head.

Xingnuo was held in his arms. He looked at Wen Xingxue's face and reached out to touch her.

Suddenly, Xingnuo felt a sour sensation on the tip of his nose.

Wen Xingxue had never coaxed a child before. He put away the knife, clumsily wiped Xingnuo's tears, and walked out with him in his arms.

Xingnuo lay on Wen Xingxue's shoulder, sobbed quietly for a while, and wiped the tears from her eyelashes.

"Dad, how did you find me?"

Wen Xingxue kept walking forward. The gray memories of the child in front of him were gradually shattered. He spoke in a hoarse voice:

"It's Dad's fault. I can't participate in your life, and I'm a step late in entering the dungeon."

Wen Xingxue cares a lot about Xingnuo. When he realized that Xingnuo had inexplicably fallen into this copy, he was surprised and couldn't help but feel anxious.

Remembering this copy will trap many people.

But at the same time, Wen Xingxue was puzzled. Xingnuo was so young and was raised very well by Chen Wen, so how could he have such painful memories?

It was not until Wen Xingxue used Gao Jin's tracking props to sneak in and heard these seniors mocking Xingnuo for not having a father and mother and calling him an orphan that pain and regret instantly swept through Wen Xingxue's heart.

Wen Xingxue didn't know that this was Xingnuo's memory from his previous life. He just thought that school bullying happened to Xingnuo quietly when he and Shen Wen didn't notice.

Sure enough, children from single-parent families are more likely to suffer from ridicule and contempt from their classmates.

Wen Xingxue's voice choked for a moment. A man of about 1.80 meters tall, with a cold face, could not help but shed tears.

"It's all Dad's fault."

Wen Xingxue was an orphan himself and understood this kind of pain too well. He leaned over and kissed Xingnuo's hair with a look of pity in his eyes.

"It doesn't matter. Although Xingnuo doesn't have a mother, his father is always here."

Xingnuo raised his head and saw Wen Xingxue crying. He was stunned for a moment and couldn't help but reach out to wipe his tears.

"Don't cry, Dad. I'm not sad."

The memories have been too long in the past, and when Xingnuo faces these things, he is left with only a vague feeling of watching flowers from the other side of the river.

Wen Xingxue shook his head, a look of self-blame still on his pale and thin face, and walked out of the copy holding Xingnuo.

From the moment he saw Wen Xingxue, Xingnuo's memory began to end.

It can be seen that Xingnuo's problem lies with his relatives and parents, which makes Wen Xingxue even more annoyed and she hugs Xingnuo tightly.

"Although Xingnuo is not sad, Dad will still be very sad."

Xingnuo couldn't help laughing, all memories of the past stopped, and she used her little hands to wipe away the tears from Wen Xingxue's face.

He didn't say anything for a long time. After a while, he felt like he should go back, so he kissed his father on the cheek.

"Dad, I folded a small snowflake for you a long time ago. It's in the interlayer of my schoolbag. If I forget it when I go out, you can take it away after you find it."

The little snowflakes folded by Xingnuo Kindergarten were given away today.

Wen Xingxue just said okay and watched Xingnuo's figure gradually disappear.

On a hot summer day, bright light came in from the window. Xingnuo woke up from the bed, got up quickly, and ran out in his slippers.

Chen Wen, who had just bought a bouquet of flowers, was arranging the flowers, while Chen Yan, who was working next to him, was dressed in a suit and tie, as if he was going to attend an international conference in the next second.

There were a few sounds of children shouting and laughing outside the window. Xingnuo felt as if he was in another world, but he breathed a sigh of relief.

It turns out it was all a dream!