Chapter 31 Chapter 31 Qin Zhixing
I try my best to live a better life, but in the eyes of others I look like a clown.
How cruel.
Jiang Yuxia gritted his teeth. He couldn't understand such deep emotions at that time. He just felt that what he said was not a good thing. Like a wolf cub, he instinctively raised his fangs.
Qin Zhixing noticed his mood change, but he still kept a faint smile on his lips. "I praised you for being cute, why are you angry?"
Jiang Yuxia said sullenly, "No."
He had almost forgotten when he really became familiar with Qin Zhixing. He only knew that he later found that as long as he stayed with Qin Zhixing, no one dared to cause trouble, so he found all kinds of reasons to pester him. Thinking about it now, he was quite shameless.
Qin Zhixing, who was so smart, must have discovered his intention, but surprisingly he did not drive him away. Sometimes he was even kind enough to teach him a few words.
The picture books all said that you should hold an umbrella when it rains, but he had never used an umbrella. When it rained, he had to run. However, Qin Zhixing was an umbrella to him, an invisible umbrella of protection.
Later, as the two became more familiar with each other, he began to call Qin Zhixing "brother" and saw another side of Qin Zhixing. He began to place the same feelings he had for his family on Qin Zhixing.
He was very uneasy on the eve of going to kindergarten because the children in the orphanage said that the children in the kindergarten would discriminate against them and even a group of them bullied him.
Teachers also don’t like them because their clothes are always dirty, and teachers like clean children.
No matter how mature he was, his age was still there. Perhaps because he lacked love since childhood, he was very sensitive to other people's eyes. Naturally, he was scared when he heard these things. He took the small notebook and pencil case given by his aunt and went to Qin Zhixing's dormitory.
Not finding anyone, he ran to the lake to look for him. Sure enough, Qin Zhixing was sitting on the grass by the lake reading a book. He ran over with his short legs, squatted down and sat next to Qin Zhixing, but at an arm's length away from him.
Qin Zhixing is the cleanest child in the orphanage. Although his clothes are very old, they are washed very clean. The cuffs and collar are brushed until they are a little white and a little fluffy.
The director's aunt asked me not to get too close to him because he was a little...what's the word, "mysophobia", which means he loves cleanliness.
Jiang Yuxia put his pencil case on the grass and sat there with a sullen face, looking like a funny little adult.
Qin Zhixing looked at him with a smile on his face. "The floor is dirty. Get up first and find something to sit on."
Jiang Yuxia lowered his eyes and glanced at his not-so-clean pants. "It's okay. My pants are dirty too. I'll wash them tonight."
Qin Zhixing smiled and said, "What difference does it make whether you wash it or not? I'll teach you how to wash it when we get back."
Jiang Yuxia nodded heavily, then stared at the book in Qin Zhixing's hand, "Red...something."
Qin Zhixing flipped the book over, revealing the cover, and pointed to it and read it word by word, "A Dream of Red Mansions."
Jiang Yuxia frowned, "These two words are so hard to recognize."
Qin Zhixing: "Because you haven't started school yet. We'll get to know each other when you do."
He paused as he spoke, and seeing the stationery he had brought over, he said, "You're going to kindergarten next week. Are you happy?"
Jiang Yuxia's face fell, "I, I don't want to go to kindergarten anymore."
Qin Zhixing paused as he pointed at the words, "Why?"
Jiang Yuxia frowned and said nothing.
Qin Zhixing understood a little more by looking at his expression. "Has the Dean ever told you the story of the Little Pony Crossing the River?"
Jiang Yuxia nodded. "Both the squirrel and the old cow's answers are wrong."
Qin Zhixing: "The answers given by the children in the orphanage and me are not complete. You must try it yourself to find the complete answer."
Jiang Yuxia: "But..."
He didn't like the strange looks people gave him, whether they were pity or disgust. He'd seen them before, sometimes from social workers, sometimes from the couples who'd adopted him from the orphanage. It was uncomfortable, like being stripped naked and forced to stand in front of everyone, leaving him unsure where to hide.
This also made him slowly realize that having no home is really a pitiful thing, but what is more painful is that their sense of belonging is very weak. Compared with those children, they will feel that the world is vast, but they are the only one, rootless and empty.
Qin Zhixing reached out and rubbed his hair. He didn't answer his question directly, but took the pencil case and notebook he brought with him. His name was not yet written in the name section of the notebook.
Qin Zhixing took out a crooked pencil from his pencil case and said, "Let me teach you how to write your name."
Jiang Yuxia didn't say anything, but his eyes lit up instantly.
Qin Zhixing held his hand. Jiang Yuxia's hand was still a little dirty, but he didn't mind. He helped him write down his first name, stroke by stroke, bit by bit - "Jiang Yuxia".
The sunset is not very warm, but it dyes the world into its unique orange-red color. The sparkling lake, the huge orphanage, the two children under the willow tree, the whole world is wrapped in this orange-red.
Jiang Yuxia stared at his own name, unwilling to look away.
Qin Zhixing said softly, "Compared to other children, our ties to the world are much weaker. Perhaps this name is what truly belongs to us. If you feel like you have no family, why not let this name become your home?"
Jiang Yuxia raised her eyes and looked at him. She could understand every word he said, but when they were put together, some of them became confusing.
But he could see Qin Zhixing's eyes. They were so bright, as if they held the entire sun. He heard him continue, "They can hold everything you have: your honor, your failure, your pride... They belong only to you."
"When mentioning Jiang Yuxia, you can say 'here' and live like one. That way, when others see your name in the future, the look in their eyes won't be pity, but envy and admiration."
As if noticing his gaze, Qin Zhixing smiled and said, "Sorry, you may not understand yet."
"Just remember one thing: read the book well."
Qin Zhixing sneered, a look flashing in his eyes that Jiang Yuxia couldn't understand at the time. "For people like us, this is the only way to turn things around."
Jiang Yuxia blinked and asked, "Brother Xingxing, what kind of person do you want to be in the future?"
Qin Zhixing pondered for a moment, his eyes firm, "Someone who lives a very good life."
At that time, Qin Zhixing was fourteen years old and Jiang Yuxia was five years old.
Jiang Yuxia looked at the busy Qin Zhixing inside through his sunglasses, and his slightly childish voice echoed in his ears. He graduated from a top university, had a double doctorate, and passed the examination to become the chief physician of a tertiary hospital in his early thirties.
Everyone who mentioned his name just now had admiration, worship, and gratitude in their eyes, but not a single one showed pity.
He really did a good job of building up his name.
It was already one o'clock in the afternoon when the last person in the long queue outside the ward walked out of the room. Jiang Yuxia stood up from his chair, knocked on the door and walked in.
The intern Qin Zhixing led spoke first: "Sorry, our morning clinic is over."
Jiang Yuxia took off his sunglasses and said, "Doctor Qin, can you help me get an appointment? It's urgent."
Qin Zhixing had just unscrewed the thermos when he looked up at the sound. Although Jiang Yuxia was wrapped tightly, he recognized her at a glance. He smiled and called out, "Xia Xia."
Jiang Yuxia also took off his mask, unable to hide the smile on his face, "Brother."
Qin Zhixing: "Why didn't you send me a message in advance?"
Jiang Yuxia: "Isn't this a surprise for you? Isn't it a surprise?"
"You." Qin Zhixing said with a slightly helpless look, "The price of a surprise is that you have to wait a long time."
Jiang Yuxia: "I'm free anyway, so I won't have anything to do later. But I've only been here for a short while and I've noticed you have a lot of fans, from grandpa and grandma in their eighties to babies as young as one year old. You've captured them all."
Before Qin Zhixing could respond, the intern's eyes widened. He was a loyal viewer of "Deep in the Forest" and never missed a single episode.
"Jiang, Jiang and Xia!"
Jiang Yuxia heard someone calling her name and looked towards him. Seeing that it was someone she didn't know, she nodded at him politely. She was a very lively girl.
"Live Jiang Yuxia! I'm your fan!"
Could it be Jiang Yuxia who is dead? But she is actually a living fan?
She was a little excited and asked cautiously, "Can I take a picture with you?"
Jiang Yuxia nodded, "Okay."
One was meeting a live fan in real life for the first time, and the other was meeting a live idol in real life. Both of them were not familiar with the process and were a little nervous.
The intern glanced at Qin Zhixing and suddenly realized that his supervising doctor was still there. "Sorry, I... was too excited."
Seeing her expression change instantly, Jiang Yuxia thought that there was no one who was not afraid of the teacher.
Fortunately, his instructor was Qin Zhixing. As far as Jiang Yuxia could remember, he had never seen Qin Zhixing lose his temper. When he was very angry, he would become very silent and not say a word.
Qin Zhixing glanced at Jiang Yuxia and saw that he wasn't opposed to it and was even a little eager to try it, so he took the intern's phone and said, "Go ahead, I'll take the photo for you."
Intern: "!" Red rain fell from the sky! What good day is today?
She hurried to Jiang Yuxia's side and made a "yeah" gesture.
Qin Zhixing saw the corners of their clothes stuck together through the camera, and he paused holding the phone, his eyes as dark as ink.
They were both looking at the camera and no one noticed until Jiang Yuxia asked, "Is it okay?"
Qin Zhixing slowly raised his eyes, pressed the record button, returned the phone to the intern, and said, "Xiao Li, you can go out first."
The intern hadn't even had time to look at the photos when he heard this and nodded quickly, "Okay, thank you, teacher."
After she left, Jiang Yuxia breathed a sigh of relief. Qin Zhixing laughed when he saw him like this: "Why are you still socially anxious?"
He jokingly said, "Do you want me to give you some psychological counseling?"
Jiang Yuxia glanced at him, as if to say, "Can you do psychological counseling?"
Qin Zhixing met his gaze and saw the slightly suspicious look in his eyes. He paused for a moment and said with a helpless smile, "Xia Xia, have you forgotten that I also have a degree in psychology?"
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