Six years later, she amazed the world with her three children

Now, for Ou Xiangbei, as long as he took a step forward, jumped and fell, he would be free. He raised his head slightly, took a deep breath, then leaned forward, and then...

"uncle!"

The sudden voice behind him startled him. Looking back, he saw the little girl standing there timidly, her eyes subconsciously looking down, her lips tightly pursed. The after-dawn wind blew on her, making her look even thinner.

"Why are you here?" Ou Xiangbei was particularly surprised that she was here. Had she been following him?

He didn't notice anything at all, and he had been standing on the rooftop for so long, and she had been there too?

"I came here with my uncle, and I want to return your things to you..." As she said this, the little girl stretched out her hand, holding the watch and mobile phone he gave her.

Because he seemed to be in a bad mood, she didn't dare to go up and talk to him.

Seeing his watch and mobile phone tightly held in her hands, Ou Xiangbei was very moved at this moment. This is what a child is like, right? He has the purest and kindest heart.

"Uncle said, these are for you."

"This is my uncle's thing. I can't take it." The little girl was still very persistent, and then slowly walked towards Ou Xiangbei step by step. Because Ou Xiangbei was standing at the very edge, when he saw her coming, Ou Xiangbei subconsciously moved away from the edge a little.

"Uncle, come here, it's very dangerous there." The little girl approached carefully, then reached out and grabbed Ou Xiangbei's clothes, pulling him out of the danger zone.

When she pulled him back, the feeling was so wonderful, as if a little angel had pulled him back from the brink of death.

Did she see that he was going to commit suicide? Otherwise, she would have been there the whole time, not saying anything to disturb him, but when he was about to jump, she stopped him in time.

In a panic, the little girl stuffed his watch and cell phone into his hands. She felt warm holding the things that originally belonged to her.

"It's so late, you should go home quickly, otherwise your family will be worried." Ou Xiangbei put his things away and spoke to her softly.

But the little girl had tears in her eyes and shook her head: "My father is dead, no one will look for me."

This sentence suddenly hurt Ou Xiangbei. Did she lose her father and mother at such a young age?

Feeling the same? Yes, but more out of heartache for this unfortunate little girl, Ou Xiangbei went forward and hugged her gently to comfort her, then said, "Uncle will take you back then."

After saying that, Ou Xiangbei wanted to hold her hand, but she shrank back in fear. Ou Xiangbei hurriedly said, "Don't worry, I won't hurt you."

Hearing this, the little girl stopped resisting and let him take her hand and walk down the rooftop.

"Uncle, why don't you go home so late?" The little girl looked up at Ou Xiangbei and asked.

"Uncle no longer has a home."

Yes, the world is so big but he no longer has a home of his own.

"Is uncle the same as me? I have only had a father since I was a child. Does uncle only have a sister?"

Hearing this question, Ou Xiangbei smiled painfully and said, "I had everything before, but now I have nothing."

After hearing this, the little girl fell silent and lowered her head tightly as he led her away.

Ou Xiangbei sent her all the way to the door of her house and said, "Okay, go home quickly."

After saying that, Ou Xiangbei turned around and was about to leave, but the little girl held him back, very tightly, as if she was afraid that he would leave: "Uncle, don't you have no home? Where are you going then?"

Ou Xiangbei couldn't answer this question because he really didn't know.

The little girl didn't say anything, she just took his hand and let him into the house. This surprised Ou Xiangbei. She wanted to take him in?

"Aren't you afraid that I'm a bad guy?"

The little girl shook her head firmly: "Uncle is not a bad person."

"My dad used to sleep here when he was still alive." The little girl pointed to the old sofa. "My sofa is amazing. It can be turned into a bed."

This was a very old folding sofa. She opened it skillfully and made the bed. After making the bed, she said to Ou Xiangbei, "Uncle, you can sleep here."

Ou Xiangbei looked at the house again. It was really small. She had lived in the bedroom before, and her father had lived on the sofa in the living room?

After the little girl made the bed for him, she stood obediently in front of the sofa. Ou Xiangbei was also stunned there, just looking at her, looking at her red eyes from crying, looking at her skinny body.

"You..." Ou Xiangbei couldn't bear to speak for a moment, but still asked, "You are an orphan now, what are your plans?"

"I don't have any plans. I have already taken care of my father's funeral affairs, and I will go back to school tomorrow."

She handled her father's funeral by herself? And then went to school tomorrow? What a calm and strong little girl. She cried at home until her eyes were swollen, but she still faced tomorrow positively.

"My father has been ill for several years. I know he will leave me sooner or later. My father always told me that those who can live should try their best to live, because many people try their best to live but cannot.

Just like my father, who was very ill but had no money for treatment, but still insisted on working. He told me that if he was gone one day, I would still live well, because there are always many good people in this world, and there would be kind people who would support me to finish high school.

So I was mentally prepared, but I thought my father would die of illness, but I didn’t expect that… he never came back after he left the car that night…”

Hearing the little girl's words, Ou Xiangbei's eyes became moist. This was the first time he wanted to cry after crying bitterly over the deaths of Madam Ou and Ou Yaru.

I also feel like such a failure. At such a grown-up, my psychological endurance is not as good as that of a child. Life has been so hard, but she can still live strong and hopeful.

Ou Xiangbei walked up to the little girl and gently held her in his arms, comforting her: "Yes, your father is right. You should try your best to live while you are alive. You are great, especially great."

"So you are the same, uncle." The little girl looked up at him, "You must live bravely. Dad said that when people die, they will become stars in the sky. Although they are not by your side, they can look at you every night. Seeing you happy will make them happy too."

Hearing this, Ou Xiangbei couldn't help but burst into tears. As expected, she knew that he wanted to commit suicide.

"What's your name?" Ou Xiangbei asked.

"My name is Shen Xiyao, I'm fourteen years old, and they all call me Yaoyao."

"Yaoyao? It's a nice name. My name is Ou Xiangbei."

It can be said that Yaoyao was his savior. Only after listening to her words did he decide to live.

"I've written down your name, uncle." Yaoyao added, "Uncle, if you don't mind, you can live here. Dad is gone, so I'll live here alone, and I'm a little scared..."

Ou Xiangbei touched her head lovingly, and he felt sincerely sorry for this little girl.