Chapter 1408 Suffering and the Past



It's hard to imagine what kind of life and experiences could nurture a kind-hearted girl like Nangong.

Perhaps she had a happy family before the [Faith Game] came.

For some reason, Cheng Shi suddenly thought of Lao Jia, and Nangong, in this atmosphere, also thought of her grandfather.

A look of reminiscence crossed her eyes, and her tone carried a sense of relief after making a major decision:

"I did it, Grandpa should be proud of me, right?"

Cheng Shi didn't speak; he knew this was Nangong's time.

Sure enough, not long after, Nangong lowered his head and looked at the ground, muttering to himself:

“When I was a child, my family was very poor. My grandfather and mother both got sick, and we couldn’t afford to treat them. We sold everything we could to pawn, but it still wasn’t enough.”

Life became unbearable, but Dad refused to give up. Later... she was freed, leaving Dad and me to take care of Grandpa and endure the days.

Suffering can drive a person crazy.

My father has gone mad. He somehow got the news and thought that since things are already like this, why not take a gamble and see if things can get any worse than they are now?

Death itself is nothing to be afraid of; what's truly terrifying is wanting to die but being unable or unwilling to...

So that day, he made up his mind, sold the only house in the family for 1223 yuan, used the money to buy three train tickets, and took me and my grandfather to the south.

He put my grandfather and me at the door and told us that whether we lived or died depended on whether God would have mercy on us today.

Then he turned and went into...the casino.

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Cheng Shi was stunned for a moment. He never expected that driving someone crazy would lead them to a casino.

Nangong gave a miserable laugh:

"Dad won, won a lot of money, God knows how much money it was, so much that it even attracted several cars of security."

They surrounded the casino, confirming the final figures.

We were pushed aside, and I cried out for my father, but my grandfather covered my mouth.

But my father came out very quickly; he jumped from the top floor of the casino to me in the fastest way possible.

The chips were scattered all over the ground.

He died.

Right in front of me.

Countless security guards swarmed out and surrounded his body. They accused his father of cheating, but he refused to admit it and even attempted to jump off the building to escape with stolen chips that didn't belong to him...

He jumped off a building to escape; I never imagined life had driven him to this point.

At that moment, my world collapsed.

On that very day, my ailing grandfather became my everything.

He told me it was all fate, that his fate was bad and that he had brought trouble to his father. He knew that this family was going through a very difficult time. In fact, he had wanted to die for a long time, but he was afraid that his son would lose his father, so he dared not die and was unwilling to die.

He can't die now, because I'm still very young. A little girl like me can't survive in such a big city.

So an elderly woman who always stayed at home to recuperate ended up helping me struggle to settle down in this unfamiliar city.

We lived in an alley not far from the casino, barely surviving on the handouts from the gamblers who won money.

Grandpa would carve words on the wall every day, writing down the names of the gamblers who gave him money. He said gambling was evil, but people's hearts are inclined to good. One thing at a time, as long as you are alive, you can't forget the hand that was extended to you.

Grandpa didn't recognize them, but he could remember their appearance: overcoats, yellow shirts, pleated skirts... Over time, the walls of the alley were covered with their names, and the alley even became a gimmick for casinos to attract gamblers.

Every gambler passing by the casino would give Grandpa a little money as a blessing, hoping for good luck. It was under these circumstances that we were able to live a slightly better life.

But it wasn't that good, because Grandpa was dying.

In the days before my grandfather passed away, he met the person who pulled me out of my misery.

The uncle was also a gambler, and a high roller at that.

He frequented that casino, and each time he appeared, he was always greeted by someone.

One day he saw his grandfather begging for money, so he sat with him at the door for a while.

Grandpa was plagued by illnesses, and through long-term illness, he became somewhat adept at self-healing. The other person also seemed to be ill, and after learning from Grandpa for a while, he found it useful and rewarded Grandpa with a chip.

It wasn't until the casino staff politely came to exchange the chip that we realized that each chip was worth 100,000, and that the security guards could be so friendly.

This amount of money is very little in a glittering metropolis, but for my lonely and helpless grandfather and me, it was a lot, far too much, so much that it was frightening.

Grandpa was uneasy and wanted to go back, but when he met that person again, the person said:

'Even if it was money your son earned for you before he died, money from the casino, what's the point of returning it?'

Losing is not scary; what's scary is being unable to accept defeat.

The casino was in the wrong.

That's when we found out he was also one of the witnesses that day; that Dad hadn't cheated, he just won too much...

Fate truly favored us, but on the same day it abandoned us.

Soon after, the uncle won so much money that he bankrupted the casino and 'returned' half of the money to his grandfather.

But Grandpa didn't want it, nor did he dare to. He donated all the money, leaving only the money for my schooling, and then sent me to school before leaving this world.

From that time on, I 'inherited' everything from my grandfather.

I am grateful to everyone who has been kind to me, and I want to repay everyone who has helped me.

No matter how much hardship I face, I want to listen to him and become a useful person.

Nangong cried.

Suffering never spared her, but she has found a way to overcome it.

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