Du Muhan leaned against the tree and silently watched Little Fortune Orphanage, which suddenly became very lively. His eyes fell on the girl beside the small playground who was watching the mute uncle and a sixty-year-old old lady hand out new clothes and gifts to the children.
Wearing a mid-length black leather belted jacket, a black skirt, and black short boots, all decorated in a fashionable and sophisticated style, it seemed a bit out of place with the surrounding broken courtyard walls and dilapidated houses.
Even the expression on her face looked a little cold, with a hint of a sense of keeping away from strangers, but whether it was the elderly, the mute uncle, or the children with various disabilities, the smile on her face could melt everything, and the admiration, love, and charity in her eyes seemed to overflow.
Here, she is the child of the old man, the idol of those children, their most important relative, and someone they can trust and rely on wholeheartedly.
Su Qiao actually doesn't want to appear too cold, but she has had such an awkward personality in the past. She seems to be more accustomed to others being indifferent to her, but she will feel uncomfortable when someone talks softly or praises her.
If the sudden change is too big, firstly, she is afraid of being suspected, and secondly, she is afraid that the dean and the children will not get used to it, so she can only try to act like her original self.
Although she had no expression, she looked at the longing and pleading eyes of the children and couldn't help but reach out and touch their heads, telling them some common sense in life.
The children did not expect to receive her gentle comfort, and all of them smiled brighter. Some of the little ones even bravely ran over and hugged her legs.
It was the old dean who persuaded her and finally let her go.
Su Qiao spent some time to help the children install the TV, promised to bring them a computer next time, connect network cables, teach them online classes, and stuffed an envelope with money into the old dean, and then said goodbye to them.
In the children's reluctant eyes, she and Du Muhan drove away from Orphanage.
"Do you come here often?" Du Muhan handed her a bottle of mineral water while driving.
Su Qiao took the water and took a few sips, "It's not very often. After I went abroad, I only gave some money to the dean's grandma every month. After returning to China, I only took the time to come once a month."
"Children here are basically born with some physical defects. Even if they have money, most of them cannot go to school. We can only buy them some books to educate themselves."
"But fortunately, they all have optimistic personalities and face life proactively and seriously. This makes me happy."
This is largely due to the good guidance of Director Wu.
Having said this, Su Qiao turned to look at him. "In fact, people will encounter many unsatisfactory things in this life. The only way to let yourself go is to let go of the bad things and think more about the good things."
The past cannot be changed. Only by reconciling with yourself can you let yourself go and live a good life.
"Of course, letting go of the past does not mean that you have to forgive those who have hurt you. Some people are not qualified to be forgiven."
Du Muhan was stunned for a moment, and then he understood the purpose of her bringing him here today.
At this moment, a warm current slowly flowed through my heart, and I suddenly felt that I really cared too much about the past.
His body is growing, but his spiritual world seems to have stayed there a long time ago and never left.