Chapter 559 - Would Her Hand Recover? (9) (1/2)

Chapter 559: Would Her Hand Recover? (9)

Translator: Atlas Studios  Editor: Atlas Studios

Walking out of the villa, Qiao Lian felt touched by that last scene with Su Penghao's reddened eyes.

This group of passionate youths reminded her of herself eight years ago.

At that time, she had been just like them, passionate and on fire. But ultimately, they had had to succumb to the harsh reality.

Now, her only hope was that their journey on this road towards their dreams and aspirations would be smooth and without bumps.

As she sat in the cab on the way to the airport, her cell phone rang.

It was an unfamiliar number.

Qiao Lian picked up the call. Ancestor White Bones' voice came over the line, ”Coach Qiao.”

Ancestor White Bones was normally a quiet person, who seemed to be perpetually under great pressure.

At this moment, there was a certain perplexity in her voice as she spoke.

Qiao Lian said immediately, ”It's me. What's up?”

Ancestor White Bones gave a bitter laugh. Then she continued, ”I… have something to tell you.”

Qiao Lian paused for a moment. ”What is it?”

”My Mom has taken my cell phone and given it to my brother. From a very young age, she has always told me that whatever we had at home belonged to my brother. When I grew up, I was to work hard and earn money so that my brother could take a wife, buy a house. I had good results when I was in school and came in top of the class every year. My brother was mischievous and did not do well in school. But my mother made me stop school after I graduated from junior high school so that I could work and let my brother go to college. The staggering cost of tuition fees and life almost killed me. And it was during this time that I came across Lot games.”

”I love gaming and I'm passionate about that world. Coach Qiao, my mother says this is not a proper job, and all my neighbors give me strange looks.”

”Coach Qiao, I'm feeling lost and I'm not sure what to do. I don't know where my future's headed.”

As Ancestor White Bones spoke, Qiao Lian could her choking on her own words.

Since she was speaking in a low voice, she must have been making the call in secret, not wishing for anyone to hear her.

Qiao Lian's heart ached for her.

Actually, life was hard.