The children in the welfare home have very regular daily routines. They eat dinner at five o'clock sharp and go to bed at nine o'clock.
Lan Qingyue sat on a stone chair, her hands supporting her on either side, her head tilted back, revealing her gracefully curved neck, enjoying the gentle evening breeze, looking completely at ease.
I had a blast playing with the kids this morning, and it naturally made me feel relaxed.
"You lived here before your father brought you home?" Qi Yu asked casually.
He didn't say "foster father," but rather "father."
Lan Rongchang must have held the same place in her heart as her biological father, otherwise she wouldn't have entrusted such a heavy responsibility to his young shoulders for nearly ten years.
“Yes! I lived here when I was a child,” Lan Qingyue said.
Gazing at the sky full of stars, their twinkling seems to be greeting you.
"When you were a child, were you easily satisfied, just like them?"
Qi Yu asked again.
From the children, he seemed to be able to trace back to her childhood, her delicate little face slightly thin, her hair tied in a ponytail, jumping and playing, her innocent and carefree age without worries, and easily satisfied.
Lan Qingyue continued Qi Yu's words, "That's right! I used to be very introverted, but later, I became very happy as long as someone played with me."
Lan Qingyue lightly jumped off the stone chair, with a touch of playfulness.
I ran to the lawn not far away, lay down flat, put my hands behind my head, and looked directly at the stars in the night sky.
Qi Yu followed her movements and lay down, putting his hands behind his head. Under Lan Qingyue's surprised gaze, he said nonchalantly, "It is indeed very enjoyable to lie down and watch the stars like this!"
"Yes, the stars look so bright when you look at them like this. When I was little, I thought this was my home, and all the children here were my brothers and sisters. We lived in one big family and were happy every day."
After spending a day with the children, Lan Qingyue had many feelings. She seemed to understand the original owner's mental journey, her loneliness, and her longing for warmth.
The original owner regarded Lan Rongchang as her biological father, but if she had the chance, she really wanted to ask her nominal biological parents whether they were heartless or had their own reasons.
Why hasn't it appeared all these years?
After being someone else for so long, she seemed to have become part of that person herself. For a moment, she thought she was the original owner of this body.
“Every year, children are brought in and leave. Some are adopted, and others leave when they reach a certain age.”
One by one, children were brought in. Some were still infants, their bewildered little eyes filled with curiosity about the world. The bond of blood made them feel afraid and cry. Some were already toddlers, and the pain from falling made them wail, accompanied by inexplicable fear. Some were even old enough to understand who their parents were, but they were still sent here. Their inner senses were very accurate as they felt their family was about to leave them.
When the original owner learned that she was an unwanted orphan, she was not yet five years old and was extremely sensitive.
Unlike other children who cried and screamed for their parents, she remained calm and quiet. But she changed; she became silent and introverted…
Having lacked family love since childhood, she developed an independent and persistent personality. Sometimes she would not give up until she hit a wall. Because of this, there are only two outcomes in what she does: success or failure. There is no room for luck.
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