Finally, he was sent to the welfare home in the town, and he became an orphan in a real sense. At that time, he was at a loss and didn't know who he would meet next. In the new environment, he would go again.
adapt.
There, he knew a girl five years older than him, and many people called her innocent. His area was a very poor place. The welfare home did not have many voluntary staff. Usually, many children were called this one.
The innocent girl comes to take care of.
Although he was only five years older than him, the girl seemed to know everyone, know what they had experienced, and know how to comfort each other. He still remembered that day she was like an angel, holding a small red flower in her hand.
, and what she said.
"Little brother, don't you use this expression? Actually, what each of us has experienced is destined. It is arranged for us by God, because we are all unique in this world, and He is testing us
, As long as you still have expectations in your heart, the future will gradually improve. Come on, this is for you."
"Ah? Flower? What is this for?"
"Because, children with flowers do not need gods."
She pointed at the red flowers on the side of the road with one hand. The flowers in her hand were picked from that place. Her words made Lin Jie confused, but her words seemed to have the magic to soothe people's hearts, which made his nervous heart unconsciously
After calming down, this was the moment when Lin Jie developed a different feeling for her, and he only felt that she was very kind.
After the teacher who received him finished some procedures, his home officially became an unknown welfare home. Along the way, he looked at the pictures formed by the surrounding buildings, and always felt something hidden, making him
I felt fear in my heart and I was approaching her involuntarily.
He talked about what he had experienced. It seemed that Teacher Zhang, who was in his twenties, reached out to touch his head pitifully, but he seemed to be very cautious about the female teacher. He stretched his hand to his body every time.
When he was on his head, Lin Jie would subconsciously hide away and run to the side of his innocence.
He didn't know why, why he felt strange in his heart. At that time, he couldn't describe it. He just felt that this world should not be the world he lived in. It was like a dream, but it was a very sober dream.
,In this dream, Lin Jie knew that this was not the real world.
Teacher Zhang seemed to know that this child had something abnormal, and since then, he never stretched out his hand. He told him everything he had encountered, causing her to shake her head mercilessly from time to time.
In fact, his words were more about being innocent. She was always patient. Every time she replied to comfort, she would have a gentle tone at a very suitable time, repairing his injured heart bit by bit, but every time she spoke.
When he found that his innocent hands would continue to fiddle with the words.
He thought it was very interesting, and he imitated her to make gestures with her hands while talking. His random and funny actions attracted laughter from the two of them, and he was also laughing.
Qingyuan also told him that the bad luck in a person will always disappear, and it will be when people are at their worst because they look down on people who are too unlucky, and their bad luck has disappeared, and their life will become better and better in the future.
of.
He deeply agreed and felt that he would not be tortured by God.
Maybe because of his innocence, he no longer worried about what he would meet or who he would meet after entering the orphanage. On the contrary, he had a hint of expectation in his heart. This gentle girl, who was five years older than him, satisfied when she was young.
Some fantasies in his mind.
However, his heart was not healed. He became a monster who could not live in the darkness, but the girl named Qingyuan turned into a lamp.
He didn't know that the children around him reflected him, the extra image between his parents, and grandma's suicide became a deep root buried in his heart. He didn't dare to look up at the sky, didn't like summer, and didn't dare to talk to others.
When speaking, he only likes to watch others play with his face without expression, just like a sculpture. Only when he is innocent will he be like a normal person and have a lot to say.
Time passed day by day, and he had seen many things. The children in the orphanage fought for a toy. A couple who were preparing to adopt the child came here. The children carefully dressed up to have a parent. He had seen the cold
I have seen the cold roof in the sky and the cold murals with blue as the main color. The image given by the Welfare House is a pure music with a slow rhythm and a piano as the melody, all in the air
A hint of coldness.
When he saw Qingyuan showing the same tenderness when taking care of other children, he would make him feel sad from time to time. He thought that the eldest sister should be unique to him, but he did not dare to say it out. He was afraid that this would make Qingyuan feel selfish.
There are also a small number of children here who are born deaf and dumb, and communication is difficult. Therefore, they understand why they make different gestures with their hands when they speak innocently. This is subconscious, and this is also a language called sign language.
That day, he saw innocentness passing by himself, as if it was from the desire for light in his heart, and he hurriedly walked towards her, but she ignored him, as if she had something to be busy, even if she fell down because of a hurry
She just looked back but didn't come over.
Her figure trotted and disappeared in front of her eyes. Her back, which coincided with the day when her parents left him. She was frightened, restless, and cold as if she had made him return to that hillside and blow the most summer
The cold wind.
The flames on the wick were shaking and seemed to be extinguished at any time. He didn't know what he should do, as if he was in the great plain, surrounded by white mist, and wanted to leave here, but where was the right direction?
He returned to the corner where he often stayed. At that moment, he seemed to understand why grandma committed suicide.
He sat there, not wanting to move, watching the ants on the ground moving in and out of the narrow holes with small white blocks. Before he knew it, he fell asleep, but he woke up because of his expectation.
After coming, everything has not changed, but I don’t know if it will succeed.
He didn't know how long it had passed. When he woke up, it was already evening. He seemed to have been woken up. When he opened his eyes, he saw her face. There was a reproach on her face, and there was a red mark next to her.
The small box of the cross, and his hands, which were scratched by stone, were wrapped in white gauze, bulging.
"Why are you so careless? I thought you would go to the infirmary to see you. Why don't you go? You'll get infected in this way!"