Chapter 232 Death
The next day, Zhang Wei thought about it and decided to find the welfare home's public phone number and call them to tell them that he wanted to donate.
The welfare home previously provided her with a stable living place where she could have enough food and warm clothes. She now has some savings and hopes that the children there can live a better life.
After hearing her idea, Paris said that he would also donate money. Zhang Wei couldn't refuse, after all, the money was not for her.
After the phone call, the welfare home sent someone to the hotel to look for Zhang Wei.
What disappointed Zhang Wei was that the person who came was not the former director's mother. She thought that so many years had passed and the director's mother should have retired.
The person who came was indeed the dean, who looked to be around forty years old, and he was accompanied by a young teacher.
Before they entered the hotel, they were a little suspicious, wondering if it was a prank, but after seeing Zhang Wei and Paris, their doubts were largely dispelled.
Although Zhang Wei and Paris looked very young, they acted in a steady manner and did not seem to be teasing anyone. Moreover, Zhang Wei told her that she was adopted from an orphanage and now wanted to go back to visit, so their doubts were completely dispelled.
Zhang Wei also showed them his passport and ID, but they did not agree immediately. Instead, they said they would go back to report to their superiors and contact them later.
Zhang Wei had no complaints. She felt that the director and his team had shown great sincerity by coming this year. She had asked about the time and name of Zhang Wei's adoption, probably because she wanted to go back and verify it.
It didn't take long before she received a call from the dean, who asked about the specific donation amount. The dean said he wanted to hold a donation ceremony for Zhang Wei and others, but Zhang Wei refused.
But the welfare home still sent someone to the hotel to pick them up the next day. Zhang Wei got out of the car and saw that the gate of the welfare home had not changed much.
There were teachers standing at the door to greet them. It was obvious that they were trying their best to look solemn. As Zhang Wei walked, he saw the old buildings inside and the clean roads.
She remembered that she used to think the welfare home was quite big, but now it seems that there are only three small buildings with a maximum of three floors. Zhang Wei couldn't help but look towards the library.
The dean introduced: "That's the children's activity room. Let me take you there!"
Zhang Wei followed him up and found that the library, which she had previously thought was spacious and bright, only had seven or eight bookshelves. She looked around but didn't see the familiar figure.
She couldn't help but ask aloud:
"Was there a girl named Chunfeng here before?"
The dean nodded and said, "Yes."
"Then she--" Zhang Wei was a little impatient.
"Chunfeng was a well-behaved girl, but she had a serious congenital heart disease. She passed away the year I took over the orphanage because her condition worsened."
Zhang Wei's heart sank when she heard the sad news. She looked at Paris helplessly and said blankly, "I don't know..."
She really didn't know. She only remembered Chunfeng saying that he would stay in the welfare home and not go anywhere.
If she had known, perhaps she could have found a way to send her money for medical treatment, and she would not have passed away so early.
Zhang Wei calculated the time. Chunfeng was less than eighteen years old when she left. She had always wanted to stay in the welfare home after she turned eighteen, but she didn't expect that she would never live to see eighteen.
Zhang Wei was very depressed and a little absent-minded until she completed the donation procedures. Paris held her tightly, worried about her condition.
She didn't spend a long time with Chunfeng, but he was the first friend she had ever met who passed away at such a young age.
If Zhang Wei felt that her new life was a merciful gift from God, then Chunfeng's departure made her feel that God was still very cruel to her.
An orphan who has almost never had contact with the outside world, spent the short decade of her life in this welfare home of less than 500 square meters. Even such a small wish as guarding a small library for a long time was not allowed by God to realize her. How cruel.
Zhang Wei didn't have lunch at noon, so Paris asked her to go and rest first. Zhang Wei couldn't sleep. It turned out that the dream she had before coming here foreshadowed this result.
In the afternoon, Paris knocked on the door of her room and said he wanted to take her somewhere. Seeing him busy running around, Zhang Wei couldn't bear to refuse, so she forced a smile and followed him into the car.
Zhang Wei watched the car stop at the entrance of a cemetery and knew where he was going to take her. She also saw Paris taking a lot of worship supplies from the trunk and felt very moved.
Before going in, Zhang Wei saw the incense and candle supply store next to him, so he went in and bought all the scriptures with words in it, deciding to burn them for Chunfeng later.
When Paris asked the gravekeeper the location of the grave in unfamiliar Mandarin and gave him a tip, the gravekeeper immediately took them to Chunfeng's grave.
The tombstone was engraved with Chunfeng's name, but no surname. The black and white photo on it was almost the same as what Zhang Wei remembered. She was looking into the distance with her eyes dimly, as if she had endless worries.
Paris was helping to light the incense, he was very skilled at this. Zhang Wei slowly burned the books she had bought for her one by one, silently praying that she could have another life and live the life she wanted.
After coming out of the cemetery, Zhang Wei felt better.
"Paris, thank you, I feel much better." Zhang Wei thanked Paris sincerely.
"When I used to feel sad about my grandfather, I would go and talk to him and I would feel much better."
"How did you know it was here? Did you ask the dean?"
Paris nodded. "The dean gave me the address. I thought you might want to come and see it."
He continued, "Do you have any appetite now? You haven't eaten all day."
Zhang Wei then felt hungry, so he found a restaurant to eat with Paris. When he saw Paris had eaten two bowls of rice, he suddenly realized that this guy hadn't eaten either.
She felt a little sad and couldn't help complaining:
"Can't you eat by yourself if you're hungry? I'll just starve you to death!"
Paris said naturally, "You're not in a good mood, and I don't have much appetite."
Zhang Wei looked at the empty bowl and said, "You're lying! You're so hungry you could eat a whole cow!"
He looked at Zhang Wei very seriously and said, "Really, my appetite has returned along with your mood."
Paris
Zhang Wei couldn't help but sigh, "I can't help but feel sorry for not growing up with you all these years. You've really grown into someone I really admire."
"Don't feel sorry. We still have a long time in our lives. If you like, I can accompany you wherever you go."
Paris's tone was too sincere, which made Zhang Wei unable to help but have other thoughts. However, she despised herself in her heart. A rabbit doesn't eat grass near its burrow, let alone the little brother she has seen grow up.
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