Above it is a picture of a little boy standing in a daze in front of a steamed bun shop.
Not long after, the owner of the steamed bun shop came out, sporting a large belly.
"Hey kid, here's a steamed bun for you, eat it while it's hot!"
"ah!"
The little boy looked at the steaming hot buns so close to him, swallowed hard, and unconsciously reached out his hand.
But just as he was about to touch the steamed bun, he swiftly withdrew his hand and then slipped away like the wind.
"He's so pitiful, we should accept it, after all... it's something that can save his life."
"Besides, this is someone else's kindness to him, why should he refuse it?"
The woman in the plain robe spoke in a clear, cold voice.
But soon, she shook her head calmly.
Whoosh!
The scene shifts.
The little boy who had run away reappeared in the picture.
At that moment, he was shivering in the icy snow, his arms wrapped around his back.
His childish voice rang out at that moment.
"My parents said that we should remember the kindness others show us."
"We can accept things from others, but we must return them in kind; otherwise... it's just charity."
"I am not a beggar. I have hands and feet, and I can earn my own money. I don't need anyone's charity!"
“If I accept these acts of charity, will the person who needs them then be deprived of them?”
"I... should leave them to those who need them more."
"......"
"Isn't that stupid? What others give him is his. Why would he leave it to others? It's ridiculous. He's in a mess himself, yet he still cares about the suffering of others. What a philanthropist!"
The woman in the plain robe let out a cold laugh.
But the next moment.
Her expression suddenly turned calm.
"If one has the world in their heart, what does it matter if they wear simple clothes?"
Whoosh!
The scene changes again.
At this time.
The little boy has grown into a teenager.
At that time, he was studying at school.
The sun was glaring that day. The boy looked at the girl beside him, who was being scorched by the sun, and silently raised his book to shield her from the intense sunlight.
The girl at that time was somewhat surprised by this action.
But afterwards... due to the instigation of her classmates, she said those harsh words to the boy.
The boy didn't argue; he simply moved his desk to the very back of the classroom, the spot closest to the trash can.
"Ha... So fragile. He moved next to the trash can because of a few words. Dignity? Look at him now, what dignity does he have left?"
The woman in the plain robe said coldly.
A moment later, her expression suddenly turned into one of感慨 (gǎnkǎi, deep emotion/reflection).
"Dignity is not something to be shown to others."
"What you see, and what ordinary people see... is just a boy who moved to the trash can because of humiliation."
"But little did they know, what the boy was guarding back then wasn't... the so-called trash can, but... his inviolable... dignity!"
"Ha... If that's the case, why doesn't he just duel that female classmate and reclaim his dignity?"
"I've said it before, dignity isn't something you show off to others!"
"It's for my own eyes!"
"When he was very young, he started collecting recyclables. Although... he only had that one set of T-shirt and shorts, he washed them very clean!"
"When I was auditing the class, the teacher said that he could go to a warm classroom, but he... instead, he stood on tiptoe by the window in the freezing cold, because he knew that place did not belong to him!"
"And this is also the fundamental reason why he is different from ordinary people!"
"So, his name is... Su Bai!"
"Su Bai!!!"
Boom—Crack!
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