Chapter 58 Chapter 58 Dream Crossover (Part 2)
They went in and out. She went downstairs, found an open office, and crept in.
After a while, someone approached and her body tensed up. She heard the sound of the door being pushed open again. After checking and confirming, the man locked the door and left.
Turn on the lights and air conditioning, and relax your whole body as the warmth fills the space.
The next morning, cars hummed outside her window, and people began to board. It was a shuttle bus. She planned to go downtown, so she slipped out and secretly boarded.
She used the money in her pocket to buy a set of cotton clothes and boots, and then planned to buy breakfast.
"Baozi, my Baozi ran away——"
"Did you see my buns~~~"
The boss wiped his hands on his apron and wiped his eyes in surprise. The dumplings he had just steamed and placed on the table disappeared along with the others, floating away in the air.
A customer was sitting on a low chair nearby, staring at the stock market quotes. When he heard the shouting, he slowly looked up, but she had already run around the corner.
The boss thought he'd seen a ghost. He looked down and saw, wow, a hundred yuan. He put it back in his pocket without a word. Whatever. He hadn't slept well and his eyes were blurry.
"Wait a minute, it will be ready soon." I was lucky today and closed the stall early after selling out.
After running out of sight, she breathed a sigh of relief, clung to the wall, and put the money into her left and right pockets, leaving a bulge in her cotton coat.
As soon as I looked up, a big yellow dog was standing in front of me, with its wet nose moving as if it was sniffing.
She tried to move her feet calmly and tried to retreat back to the street. She wanted to go back.
The dog followed her all the way and even stood in front of her to block the way. She hesitated whether to take out a meat bun to bribe the other party.
He reached for his pocket, but a shout came from behind him, "Wangcai!"
"Wangcai——"
The yellow dog raised its tail and wagged it more vigorously. It looked towards home, a little reluctant to leave, until its owner appeared. Then it barked and walked away leisurely on four legs.
She breathed a sigh of relief and walked to the sidewalk, intending to leave the residential area and take a bus back, thinking about the child.
It arrived safely because the buns were still steaming hot because they were covered in the pockets of my cotton jacket.
She followed the man in, and the security guard called him Teacher Zhang.
But the child was not in the dormitory, so she went back and walked towards the classroom where the lecture was coming from.
Just as the animation was about to play, Teacher Zhang walked to the door, the two looked at each other, and the video paused.
"Ares, come here."
The two of them left, and she followed them. The child sat with his back hunched and head bowed, his hands clenched into fists on his knees, his eyes timid.
"Teacher Zhang."
"Um"
The man took out a stack of documents from the drawer. He had just found out about this and stood up to pour a cup of tea for each of them. He felt a little reluctant to say it out loud.
"Is he not coming this month?"
Ares was asking about his father, the man who had put him in an orphanage and who rarely came to visit him.
"I have something to tell you."
This caution made him nervous, his eyes fell to the ground, back and forth, and after a long time he replied: "Hmm."
His father died and his body was found in a rental house. He couldn't find any other contacts, so he notified this place.
Tears quickly welled up in the boy's eyes, welling up from the bottom of his eyes, gradually covering his entire eyes, overflowing and flowing across his red apple-like face, until he could no longer hold back and raised his head to sob.
This scene made her chest feel heavy.
Teacher Zhang was not good at comforting others. He only said to him, "Be strong."
From the relics, the man insisted that Ares was someone's illegitimate son, but the other party denied him and he had no other relatives, so he was truly an orphan.
In the past, his father would send money from time to time, but he rarely came and would leave after a quick visit.
"I'll give you two days off, and then we'll find you an adoptive family." After saying a few more words, the man waved his hand and said, "Go back."
The boy opened the door and rushed out into the corridor, but was stopped at the door and hugged. His cries echoed as someone half-forced and half-coaxed him back to the dormitory.
She followed him all the way and squatted beside the bed. Ares was lying flat on the bed, his face tilted to the side, tears pooling on the bed board and flowing down.
Unable to speak, she dug into her pocket, took out the buns, and placed them on the bed. The remaining heat rose and floated to the boy's nose, causing him to drool. He turned his head to look at her, staring blankly for a long time.
Many thoughts intertwined, and human voices were projected in my mind. Death meant no more seeing, no more hearing, and no more communicating.
The father said that it was the mistress who destroyed their family, and that his mother loved him very much and that he was the fruit of their love. It was all because of seduction and coaxing that she would break up with him one day and be with them.
Ares had seen the woman called his mother before, dressed up in all her glory, with a flattering tone and gaze. She looked him up and down, questioning him, but he misspoke.
She came a few times at first, but then stopped coming and it seemed to become another home.
Like a candy hanging in the air but never to be eaten, as men grow older, they waste time and gradually lose their focus. They ruminate on the reasons over and over again and eventually develop mental illness.
Children may not understand why their parents don’t want them. They only remember those offensive words and put all the blame on themselves, as if if they were good enough, they could change the status quo.
A money-losing thing, shameless, trash, a burden, something that no one wants.
She was very worried because the child didn't eat.
The bell rang and people left the classroom one after another. She thought for a moment and put the money back into her pocket, deciding to give it to him later when there was no one around.
There were still people who challenged us. They were a few older kids, a head taller than us, with innocent faces, and they spoke rudely.
But the people who were aggressive yesterday have become much more moderate.
"From now on, we are the same."
Ares heard this and raised his eyes. Unlike last night's cowardice, he cursed, "Get lost."
"What are you talking about?"
"Hey——" The leader patted the shoulder of the person next to him, "Let's go." Let's pity him first.
She was angry at the young boy for not learning his lesson. She walked behind them and hit each of them on the head, causing them to cover their heads and scream, "Who hit me?"
"Where else is there? Let's go, the teacher will be looking for you soon."
After they left, she didn't say anything, fearing to scare him. She left one bag for him and ate the other for herself. The aroma of meat filled the air, but the boy buried his head in his pillow, still refusing to eat.
Someone else came back from the cafeteria and found the bag of food. He didn't respond when they asked him about it, so they snatched it away and he didn't respond either.
It was not until the evening that the teacher advised him to go outside and relax.
The recreational facilities in the middle of the yard were very popular. He went to the side, sat down in the open space outside the flower bed, and stared at the small wild flowers.
She also left one for him, but it was completely cold. She set it aside and tugged at the hem of her clothes again. He looked down at her, not understanding who had put it there, but he wasn't in the mood to eat.
After a while, three people approached. This seemed to be a jungle society, where the strong bullied the weak and formed gangs.
In the past, Ares was a soft persimmon in terms of physique and personality, easy to bully but not to resist.
He always wanted to behave better and didn't want to cause trouble, hoping that his teacher and father would say: He is very well-behaved here and will not cause him any trouble.
The staff cannot be present at all times, and they are not parents, so they cannot discipline the children too much.
Seeing this, she stood up and asked, what are these people going to do?
"Where did you get the meat buns? Did you steal them?"
"Definitely."
Definitely not. The buns taste different. They must be bought outside.
"Bring the things here."
The boy raised his head, his eyes looking upwards, his pupils leaning upwards, the whites of his eyes showing underneath, and he glared at people fiercely.
The little lamb grew horns and tried to resist. The other older children came forward and surrounded him. This was a remote location where no one would see him.
"What are you afraid of? Just do it. His father is dead."
"Even if I don't die, I won't stand up for him."
This sentence ignited the fuse, but the attack was launched first by Ares, who seemed to be a true combat genius, which stunned her.
She was originally planning to take action to teach him a lesson, but in this situation, it seemed unnecessary for her to do so. He was fighting one against three and was not at a disadvantage.
This posture looks a little familiar.
The punching bag last night seemed to be a completely made-up person, with his eyebrows and eyes gradually overlapping, and he seemed to be a bit similar.
Even though he was a little smaller in stature, he was still able to fight back and forth, and he was ruthless and didn't avoid hitting the vital parts. His fearlessness was frightening.
They squatted on the side, holding their knees and gasping for breath. One of them cried in pain. The three of them made harsh words and limped away.
His body was covered with scratches and red marks like lumps. The child sat back in his original position, holding the bun, supporting it on his knees, chewing it while crying.
It was clearly cold, but he ate it with great relish, and when he was done, she offered him the last one, which she had intended to eat in the morning.
The boy was stunned for a moment by the sudden appearance of something, but for some reason, he didn't show any surprise or fear. He just calmly grabbed it and ate it. It wasn't like he was expecting death.
Time flies by and experiences go by like a slide show.
She was like a bystander, witnessing everything: the start and end of classes, the coming and going of volunteers, appointments and broken appointments, and the backs looking out.
The children's welfare home sometimes welcomes adoptive families. The couple stands at the door and looks at the children inside. The children behave well. If they are interested, they will arrange for further understanding.
Ares also has talents to perform, but he was not taken away. He looks well-behaved on the surface, but in fact he is already a bully in the yard.
As pollution spread and outsiders fled, the number of orphans increased, and the number of parents who lost their children and couples who were unable to have children increased. Because he was young, he was adopted.
A year later, he was rejected again. The other party unexpectedly became pregnant and had his own child. He became more fragile.
Finished elementary school and entered junior high school.
He had poor grades, weak reading skills, no teachers to protect him, and a mixed student group.
In the toilet, smoke filled the air and smoking students were looking at each other one by one.
"Which class are you from?"
"Forget it, he has no parents and no money."
"It turned out to be a—"
Hearing the clashing noises from inside, she thought Ares's bad temper had developed gradually. A passing student took a look, backed out, and moved to another spot.
The bell rang and the boy came out with bruises on his face and neck. He walked towards the classroom nonchalantly, reported, and walked back to the back row.
His grades were poor, his teachers paid him no attention, and he had few friends. The environment here was chaotic, and the security was poor. After school, a group of people from outside the school surrounded a student less than ten meters from the security office.
The man was dragged to the ground, his back against the high steps, fear in his eyes. The other students either boarded the bus or left on foot. No one dared to meddle because the other party was a stronger and more difficult person in society.
Until Ares came out, his tie asked askew, casually bumping into someone's shoulder, walked in and picked him up, "Why don't you go home?"
Someone who suddenly shows up to cause trouble, "Mind your own business?"
"I'm a classmate, so why do I mind my own business?"
She was a little scared because the pockets of these people's pants were bulging, and the edges of their sticks were sticking out, indicating that they were carrying something. She wanted to call security, but the fight had already started.
Another fight broke out, and he was criticized by the school for it. The classmate did not have the courage to stand up and clarify the facts. He left in the melee and did not even dare to look at the other student.
In theory, he couldn't get into high school and could only go to a vocational school. But his talent was discovered by a coach and he was recruited into a sports school. From an ignored poor student, he became a rising star with unlimited potential.
Ares, who has grown into a young man, stood on the field with high spirits, won one gold medal after another, and was crowned with honor.
She stood in the high corridor and looked down. After a while, footsteps were heard in the stairwell and two people walked out. She looked closely and saw that they were Ares and Shao Jiang. Had they known each other for so long?
The two walked all the way to the corner classroom, pushed the door open, and found it was propped up with a table from the inside. Ares kicked it open with a corner, and with a sharp sound, the door opened.
"President..."
The people inside stopped and dispersed, completely changing their previous arrogant attitude.
Shao Jiang: "What are you doing?"
"We're friends, hanging out here, right?" The young man kicked the man lying on the ground. The man was stunned for a moment, then, remembering the rumor, mustered up the courage to say, "I don't know them."
"What did you say?! You liar."
"They tricked me into coming to an empty classroom and said..."
The group of people became scared and realized they couldn't deceive anyone, so they started begging for mercy. Seeing that the president was unmoved, they turned to Shao Jiang, who was always easier to talk to.
Shao Jiang: "I've been following you for a long time. I didn't seem to hear your greetings last time."
Ares: "You go out first."
The boy ran out of the classroom and the door was closed gently. Shao Jiang stood by the door with his hands crossed in front of him.
"You can't hit me, my dad is—"
What followed was the sound of fists hitting flesh. She stood outside the door listening in fear, worried that they would be discovered, and on the other hand, worried that the other party would retaliate.
Ares was actually the student union president. How did he get elected? She pondered it and understood the two-person team. To maintain law and order on campus, one person was responsible for convincing people with reason, and if they refused to obey, the other person also knew some fists and kicks.
"This place is under my control, remember."
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As expected, the two were subsequently retaliated against. The brave and aggressive people were inevitably injured, but the other party did not seem to care. Fortunately, the two awakened one after another, became sentinels, and reached the top in one step.
The junior high school principal, who had previously disliked him, also changed his attitude and used him to bring honor to the school.
After entering the White Tower, he trained, scored high on the assessment, and was eventually assigned to a group with his friends. Later, he repeatedly performed meritorious deeds, was listed on the commendation wall, and was promoted rapidly.
Ares's fighting style is related to his personality and abilities: he's very aggressive, capable of both fighting and withstanding attacks, recovering quickly, and not afraid of death. On a daily basis, he's also known for speaking out against injustice and has even helped capture wanted criminals.
Time passes, and the picture freezes on a glimpse in the crowd. Who is he looking at? It seems to be a woman. The next second, she turns around, holding a tray, and greets warmly: "Can I sit here?"
The man clenched his spoon tightly, his eyes flicked upwards, then quickly dropped back down. "Sure."
She then realized that the woman was herself. She smiled and asked him, "What's your name?"
"Hahaha~" She couldn't help but hold her stomach and laugh. It was the most fantastic episode.
He seemed unsatisfied, and time went back to a few years ago.
The girl walked into a small alley and saw a cardboard box being turned over by the roadside steps. She squatted down curiously and found a black lion inside.
"Kitten, be good."
Xu Shanshan stood aside, her face full of black lines. "Little, cat, milf?" Where's the little part? This is a large cardboard box containing a double-door refrigerator.
“Ah~”
"Huh?"
With its mouth closed, it almost gave away its secret. It lay on the edge of the cardboard box and opened its mouth again, "Meow~"
It was obvious that she was trying very hard, though her voice was a little hoarse. But the girl didn't care. She found that the cardboard box couldn't be pushed, so she touched the lion's head.
"Xiao Hei, can you please come home with me?"
"Meow~"
The barbed tongue mixed with saliva licked up, making her hand sticky, but she said doubtfully: "But I can't push you away, you are too heavy."
The black lion leaped out lightly. It had been crouching at first, but when it stood up, its shoulder height was almost the same as hers. Was this guy trying to trick the child?
Xu Shanshan turned to the side and was even more shocked. Why was it her again?
The girl rode on the lion, holding its ears with both hands, and commanded, "Just go 500 meters ahead and you'll be home."
"Meow~"
This guy, after becoming a sentinel, actually wanted to transform into a beast and then find someone to take him in? A stray kitten needs a home, right?
Then she saw that Ares worked in the White Tower during the day, going on missions and being very aggressive, and at night he would go home and hide in bed like a kitten after taking a cleanse.
Is this your ultimate dream? Ares.
The harmonious days were broken by an accident. On this day, a little bird hit the window and fell on the windowsill. The girl saw it and brought it in to treat it.
When Ares came back, she found that there was a smell in the room that did not belong to her. The creature placed in the insulated room stretched out its hands to dig around, but was seen by the girl and squatted down obediently.
"Xiao Hei, you are not allowed to bully it, understand?"
"Meow~"
But this guy stole the owner's attention, and her interest was gradually diverted. This was too much to tolerate, so he was planning to give it a new life while no one was around.
She was completely unaware and thought they were getting along well. After all, the bird could stand on her head and peck at her feathers, so she was completely unaware of the danger.
Then, she passed through it, which should be called consciousness fusion.
As soon as she put on her shoes, she turned around and saw the lion wagging its tail and watching her go, as if it couldn't wait for her to leave. Xu Shanshan's mouth twitched. Forget it, I'll pamper you this time.
She stretched out her finger, and the bird stood on her hand. Then she squatted down and patted its head. "I only want you as a pet. Now that its wounds are healed, we can let it go, okay?"
"Meow!" Good! He ran to the sofa excitedly, hooked the window lock with his claws, pushed the window open, and nodded to her.
She came to the window and released the bird. Seeing the lion's visibly happy face, she couldn't help but hug it and gently called out, "Thank you for your hard work, Ares."
At this point, the dream was shattered.
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Ares: There can only be one kitten in this house!!!
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