Chapter 195: like a god
Chapter 195 Like a God
The dean and teachers also wiped away tears. This time, they did not punish Xia Ling.
The orphanage allocated part of the money for Xia Yu's treatment, which slowed down the deterioration of Xia Yu's condition, but it was still better than nothing. The doctor said that the child would not live to be ten years old. In fact, it was a miracle that he survived until now.
Xia Ling watched helplessly as she weakened day by day and headed toward death.
Countless nights, she woke up from nightmares, afraid that Xia Yu would leave her quietly. Xia Ling always got off the bed barefoot, walked through the silent corridors and the eerie patio, and sneaked to the sick children's custody area at the other end of the orphanage, next to Xia Yu's bed, and then reflected outside the narrow window. The dim moonlight came in, looking at Xia Yu's sleeping face, and listening to her shallow breathing, I felt at ease.
Xia Ling stayed there all night, and when it was almost dawn, she braved the dew and frost to return to her room.
In those years, Xia Ling always thought, if there is a **** in this world, why can't she hear her voice, and why doesn't she come to save her and Xia Yu? What she asked for was so small. She just hoped that Xia Yu would be healthy and grow up peacefully like other children. For this wish, she would give everything.
Her heart, her body, her life and soul.
Other children all laughed at Xia Ling, saying that there were no gods in the world. That was a lie made up in fairy tale books to deceive people. Most of the children in the orphanage are precocious, and no one will believe those nonsense stories. They always say that the only way to realize their wishes is to be adopted, and finding a good pair of adoptive parents is more important than anything else.
Don't think that the orphanage is a very simple place. For this purpose, the children are fighting each other.
Even Xia Ling knows that compared to gods, adoptive parents are the real support. As long as a kind person is willing to adopt her and Xia Yu and treat Xia Yu's illness, then he will be the supreme **** in her life.
In order to be adopted by a good family, Xia Ling tried her best to make herself the best. She learned to sing, practiced hoarseness again and again, learned to dance, strained her ligaments several times, learned ancient poetry, foreign languages and etiquette... When every adoption day comes, she puts in a lot of effort to dress herself up in the most adorable way.
Xia Ling knew that she was beautiful and talented. Whenever she appeared, she would be the focus of all adults and outshine all the children. She also knew that for this reason, she had incurred a lot of jealousy, and the children had united to exclude her and suppress her. They hid her shoes, took away her candies, and tore her new clothes... But Xia Ling didn't care at all, as long as Being able to be picked up, adopted, and cured of Xia Yu's disease is worth all the hardships.
But no one wants to adopt her.
All the adopters were interested in her at first, but when they saw Xia Yu, they just shook their heads and sighed. Xia Ling comforted the depressed Xia Yu and encouraged Xia Yu not to give up, but even Xia Ling herself was about to despair.
At that time, she often thought that she was really a useless sister. If Xia Yu died...
No, Xia Yu will not die. She tried her best to suppress the increasingly crazy thoughts in her mind, and sat on her knees in the darkness for a long time, imitating the behavior of adults in TV dramas, begging the gods in her heart for mercy over and over again.
Later, Pei Ziheng came.
The day he came was not an adoption day, and there was no grand pomp and ceremony.
While passing by the corridor, she heard two female teachers whispering that the head of Emperor Entertainment was visiting and wanted to donate a large sum of money to the orphanage. They were amazed by his youth and handsomeness, talked about his huge wealth and calm demeanor, and wondered with a sigh and envy tone which girl would be lucky enough to marry such a wishful man in the future. .
Xia Ling doesn't care about these.
Over the years, she has seen too many plutocrats who donate large sums of money in the name of charity. However, the orphanage needs too much money, and if it is spread over Xia Yu's treatment fund, it will always be just a drop in the bucket.
She walked silently through the corridor and came to the courtyard, where the sun was dazzling.
Looking at the children running and playing freely not far away, she thought in a daze, why was her sister the one who got sick?
A rubber ball hit her forehead.
An older, stronger child ran over and pushed her: "Get out of your way, you're in the way." Xia Ling threw the ball at him hard.
Suddenly three or four children rushed forward and started fighting with her. That year, she was already twelve years old, and she was no longer the little Xia Ling who only knew how to kick and bite randomly. Her years of fighting experience not only prevented her from being knocked down by them, but she even fought back coldly, leaving them in a state of embarrassment.
The teacher came quickly and the children dispersed in a hurry.
Xia Ling also wanted to run away. However, as if she felt her destiny, she inadvertently raised her head and saw a person. A young and handsome man, wearing an iron-gray suit, stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window of the dean's office on the second floor, looking down at her quietly.
At the end of spring and early summer, the sunlight reflected on his calm face, like a god.
Looking at that handsome face, Xia Ling was slightly distracted. She accidentally stepped on something and felt a sharp pain in the sole of her foot.
"Xia Ling! You are fighting with someone again!" said an angry voice. She turned around and saw the academic director running towards him with a dark face, "Stop! Don't even think about running away this time!"
Xia Ling lifted up her skirt and ran away.
Through the long corridors and flower shades, she didn’t know how far she ran. She finally got rid of the dean and sat down with a long breath. There was a heartbreaking pain in the sole of her foot. She took off her shoes and socks and took a look. Only then did she realize that she had stepped on a nail. The wound was deep and long, and blood was pouring out.
She gasped, gritted her teeth and endured the pain, and managed to stop the bleeding with great effort. After sitting on the low steps and panting for a long time, she felt a little stronger, put on her shoes, and stood up unsteadily.
“Xia Ling!” A familiar, frustrated voice.
She trembled in her heart and turned her head. Sure enough, it was the dean of students running up to her again.
“Xia Ling, stop right here!”
Her conditioned reflex was to run away again.
He shouted urgently: "Stop! I won't punish you!"
She stood there doubtfully, mainly because she couldn't run away with her current injury.
He trotted to her side, panting: "Go back quickly, go back and prepare for a moment... The emperor's Pei, Mr. Pei wants to see, watch you dance... dance."
The Emperor's Mr. Pei wants to see her dance?
Xia Ling was stunned: "The one who came to donate today? How did he know about me and know that I can dance?"
The Dean of Academic Affairs managed to catch his breath: "You kid, you really cause trouble wherever you go. Mr. Pei saw you from upstairs when you were fighting. He asked the dean a few questions. The dean was afraid that he would think that we are orphans." The people in the hospital are all wild children, so they praised you for being able to sing and dance well. Unexpectedly, Mr. Pei said that he wanted to see it. The dean asked me to come to you. "
The tall figure in front of the floor-to-ceiling window appeared in my mind, with a calm face, like a god.
(End of this chapter)