After rebirth, the old, weak, sick and disabled are a family

"Zhuo Xunsi, it's not good for you to look at me like that!"

Zhuo Xunsi really wanted to ask her, when you look at me, are you looking at me, or looking through me at others?

But he didn't ask this question, because Zhuo Xunsi vaguely felt that he seemed to have fallen in love with her.

This was not a bold idea. Zhuo Xunsi pondered it for a long time but still did not say it out loud.

For Zhuo Xunsi, Yanjing is prosperous but lonely.

When I went to my godparents' house, they were already in their sixties. They left all their assets to me and gave me their final love.

"Xiao Si, without you, my dream of my wife and I to enjoy our old age under the five-star red flag would never come true. It is you who gave us, an old couple, support and warmth in the last moments of our lives," said my godfather tremblingly.

“Thank you for allowing me to be a part of your lives.”

"Thank you, kid."

Zhuo Xunsi squatted beside them, tears starting to flow out of his eyes at some point.

Godfather patted Zhuo Xunsi on the head with his trembling hands, then gently pulled his hand and held him in his arms.

"Godfather, don't worry, I will be fine."

"We believe you, Xiao Si."

Two years ago, they went to accompany their son who died for his country.

At that moment, he felt heartbroken, but he could not change his fate.

He knew that they could finally rest in peace and be reunited with their beloved son.

Zhuo Xunsi thought that he would always be their son.

While sorting out his belongings, Zhuo Xunsi discovered that his godfather had placed a copy of "One Sentence Is Worth Ten Thousand Sentences" next to his bed.

Zhuo Xunsi opened the book and found a small bookmark inside, on which was written "Xiaosi, it turns out that everything in this world is full of grievances." It was an excerpt from the book.

Zhuo Xunsi knew that this was written by his godmother.

Turning to the last page, there was a sentence written on it: As long as you do things seriously, things in this world will always leave traces.

His tears welled up and soaked the pages of the book.

He squatted on the ground, unable to calm down for a long time.

At that moment, he could no longer pretend to be fine.

There are some things in this world that you have to face alone.

"It's nothing, it's just a waste of time. You and I will eventually become passers-by in the years. The only difference is this journey.

Some people live thousands of times, but never really live. Some people live only once, but they live forever as if they were reborn. "

Is he a powerbroker or a victim?

Niu Shuyue chuckled softly: "I didn't expect that people who are good at wielding swords and guns have also learned to write?" There was a faint smile on the corner of her mouth, but there was a hint of sarcasm in her eyes.

Zhuo Xunsi pursed his lips and remained silent. He knew that in Qu Shuyue's heart, he would always be that rude warrior, and this would never change.

Niu Shuyue did not continue speaking, but turned and walked to the lake, squatted down, stretched out her white fingers and gently stirred the lake water.

"Fishing also requires bait." She suddenly said lightly.

Zhuo Xunsi stood behind her, looking at her back quietly without responding.

"I think Officer Si likes you very much. You should move on." Qu Shuyue added.

Zhuo Xunsi remained silent, but his eyes became a little complicated.

Qu Shuyue stood up, looked back at Zhuo Xunsi, and then turned and left. Her steps were light and graceful, as if she didn't care whether Zhuo Xunsi would answer her.

Zhuo Xunsi looked at Qu Shuyue's figure walking away, and an indescribable emotion surged in his heart. Perhaps, he should really let go of the past and find his own happiness again...

"Boss..."

"Si Yanan, how can one live a life that is worthwhile?"

"Boss, it's too hard to live up to this life. I was born at the wrong time and have no control over my fate."

"Do you want to hear the story before I came to the Zhuo family? It's actually not that complicated. It's just a story about two ordinary people meeting and getting to know each other."

"it is good."

"My mother got pregnant before marriage, and people in West Street called me a little bastard. I never knew who my father was, and it seemed like he had never existed in this world.

When I was six years old, my family was so poor that we could barely afford to eat. My mother, my grandmother and I depended on each other for survival, but we had no money to buy food.

One day, I was so hungry that I secretly took someone else’s steamed bun, and was beaten until my head was bleeding.

I ran home crying and asked my grandmother why I had to suffer from hunger and cold. My grandmother hugged me and told me that I would be bullied because I was an illegitimate child.

From then on, I began to hate my background and felt that I was a disgrace.

I would steal other people’s steamed buns every day. Every time I got beaten, I would go home and tell my grandmother that I didn’t want to be an illegitimate child anymore and I wanted to find my father.

But my grandmother told me that my father was a bad man and not to go look for him.

Later, my mother fell ill and became weaker and weaker.

She had consumption, which is now called tuberculosis.

Our family was poor and we couldn't afford to treat this disease. My grandmother could only boil some herbal medicine for my mother to drink, hoping it would relieve her pain.

However, my mother's condition was getting worse.

Finally one day, my mother passed away.

Before she died, she told me that she regretted giving birth to me. If it weren't for her decision, perhaps I wouldn't have suffered so much.

Looking at my mother's pale face, I couldn't help crying.

After my mother passed away, my grandmother took on the responsibility of taking care of me.

Although life was hard, my grandmother was very kind to me.

She always saves the best things for me and doesn't want to eat them herself.

Sometimes, she would even secretly pick up trash and sell it for money just so that I could have enough food to eat.

However, fate did not let us go.

Two years later, my grandmother also suffered from the same disease as my mother - tuberculosis.

She became increasingly weak and eventually passed away.”

"What happened next?" Si Yanan was speechless for a moment and asked dryly.

Zhuo Xunsi OS: Before he met her, he didn’t have a proper name, only a name that wasn’t really a name, “little bastard”. His grandmother and mother called him Wangwang. After he went to a special school, he still didn’t have a name, only a code name of 909.

“After that, I was wandering, walking alone in the streets, looking for food and shelter.

When I was twelve, a mysterious man showed up, picked me out, and sent me to a special school.

In this school, only students who obey orders and complete task targets can get food.

So I started to receive strict training and learn various combat techniques and survival skills. Although life was hard, I still tried my best to stick to it.

However, I still don't know who the person was who sent me here.

I tried to get information from the teachers, but they were tight-lipped.

Finally one day, the teacher told me that the person had been paying attention to my growth and had high hopes for me.

And now, he gave me a new task - to be a bodyguard for a family."