Chapter 292: Qiu Jinses life experience (1/2)
Chapter 292 The Life Experience of Qiu Jinse
”Tell me, what is Qiu Sihai's purpose, and what is your relationship with him?” Zhuo Bufan said lightly, staring down at the stone in his hand.
Qiu Jinse hesitated for a while, then slowly said:
”I have been an orphan since I was a child and grew up in an orphanage. I have never seen my parents look like, and I don't know if they are still in the world, and why they don't want me.”
With that, Qiu Jinse hugged his knees with his hands and put his thin chin on top of his knees.
The desert world of Moonlight is very cold, especially in the underground ancient city, with stone walls everywhere. Zhuo Bufan raised his head and took a look, and saw that Qiu Jinse's pretty face was covered with sorrowful colors. He couldn't help but moved his compassion, and he squeezed a fireball and placed it in front of her.
The flower-like fireball exudes a warm light, reflecting her beautiful face.
Even the tears shining in the eyes can be seen under the red light.
”When I was in the orphanage, I don’t know why. Children of my age like to bully me, tear my clothes, and pour cold water on me. I grew up slowly in such a dark childhood until one year. Long took me to set up his relatives.”
”Do you know? I have never worn a new dress. For a girl who loves beauty, how does it feel to have no beautiful new clothes? The dean's relatives have a girl who is about my age at home, so the dean Relatives gave me some of that girl’s clothes.”
Having said this, Qiu Jinse suddenly choked and wiped the warm tears with the back of his hand.
”At the time, you didn't know how happy I was. It was a white princess dress with lace, but when I was overjoyed in that dress, the original owner of the dress stood at the door and looked at me. Her face turned red suddenly, and I will never forget the look in her eyes, disdain, disgust, and even sympathy...”
”From then on, I swear I can no longer be poor, I must be a rich man.”
Zhuo Bufan finally stopped the movement in his hand, placed the half-carved stone beside his feet, raised his head, and stared at her faintly, ”So, did you follow Qiu Sihai later?”
”He came to take in the children in the orphanage. At that time, he took in ten girls in total. He asked us to teach us piano, chess, calligraphy, poetry, etiquette, and... how to dress a man... Then let us help him do things, my best Sister Lingzhi was finally arrested by someone else for helping him deal with a boss from the north, round, and then thrown down from the upper floor and fell.”
”Don't you hate him?”
”Hate, but not hate. Without him, I would still be in the orphanage, looking at the children outside the brick wall full of roses. They have parents, cars, beautiful clothes and toys, and I feel like A maggot living in a pool of stenchy mud...”
After speaking, Qiu Jinse's eyes were red, and he leaned on his knees, unable to cry.
”Fortunate people are mostly the same, and unfortunate people have their own misfortunes.” Zhuo Bufan frowned, sighed and solemnly said:
”If the sky is always dark, survive in the dark; if it is dangerous to make a sound, then remain silent; if you feel powerless to shine, then huddle in the corner.”
”But don't justify the darkness when you get used to it; don't be proud of your own stubbornness; don't mock people who are braver than you. We can be humble as dust, but not twisted like maggots.”
Qiu Jinse's body trembled slightly, blinking his slender eyelashes and staring at Zhuo Bufan in a daze.
It is hard for her to imagine that at Zhuo's extraordinary age, he would say such things, shouldn't he be a rich second generation with a happy and prosperous life?