How to break if you just want to be a writer?

Although covered in dirt, I still recognized him.

After all, it was someone I had met not long ago and had a deep impression on me, so I couldn't forget it for the time being.

"Have you come out of the orphanage? What are you going to do? Are you looking for your parents? I suggest you don't look for them, they won't want you. "

As soon as these words came out, the little fool immediately burst into tears and wept bitterly.

I twitched the corners of my mouth, what did I want to say?In the end or did not say?

In fact, I also know that it is a bit cruel for me to say this. I have lifted the veil of all disguises and faced all the cruel things in this world.

But this is the truth, isn't it?

If you don't tell the truth, let the child have illusions.It's hard to say what happened after that day.

It’s okay to abandon it the second time, and the child can go to the orphanage to survive.Although my heart is a little hurt, it's nothing.

If the couple really can't bear it, and they don't want to abandon it again, they are afraid that the child will come back again.It's better to settle everything and kill the matter.

In that case, the child will lose his life and have no future.

After crying for a while, the dirty face of the small fool turned into a little painted face, which looked extraordinarily funny.

I sighed, took out a tissue and wiped it for him.He also picked up the mineral water bottle on the side and poured a little water to wash his face and hands.

"Don't cry, I'll take you to buy a set of clothes, and then I'll take you to take a bath. You are so dirty, it's not convenient to go out."

The Witch's Garden is the Witch's territory. Although I live in it, I dare not take anyone there.

That's all for the guests, that's my responsibility.

If it is not a guest, it is best not to bring a third person into it, so as not to disturb the life of the witch.

So after buying a few sets of children's clothes, I took the little fool into a hotel and found a room to stay.

The hotel's various measures are relatively good, and there are special rooms with children's rooms.

So I stayed in the hotel room with my kids and not only can enjoy the best service but also no inconvenience.

What's more, I don't have to do it myself to bathe the child, just pay someone to do it.Guaranteed to wash clean, refreshing.

No, in just half an hour, I have harvested a white and tender little boy.

After the others left, I was about to take the child to the police station and send him to an orphanage.Unexpectedly, the phone call came.

"Sorry, I'm going to answer the phone, you can play by yourself for a while."

After finishing speaking, I walked to the edge of the balcony and played Tai Chi back and forth with the person on the other end of the phone.

This call lasted for more than [-] minutes before I limped the person over there and hung up the phone.

When I went back, the child actually picked up the paintbrush and began to draw pictures.

What's even more frightening is that the painting is quite beautiful.

"I'm not even as good as a child."

Frustrated, I patted my forehead and burst into tears.

After a long time, I suddenly realized.

Don't you mean a little fool?How do you draw so beautifully?

Look at this lifelike texture, it is really unique.

At this moment, I suddenly reacted.

There is only a thin line between genius and madman.

What about geniuses and fools?Is it also in the line?

In my opinion, the kid who draws better than me is simply a genius.

But in other respects, the kid looked like a fool.

"I adopt you, can you be my child?"

I thought for a long time, finally squatted down, and said solemnly.

It is undeniable that I did this with a little intention of taking advantage.

After all, with a child who is a talented painter by my side, my journey of learning to paint will be easier.

However, although it has the meaning of taking advantage, I will also learn to be a good mother, take care of him, and help him.

The little fool didn't speak, but was still drawing.

I rubbed my aching temples and said.

"Since you don't object, I'll take it as your agreement. I'll take you to go through the formalities after you finish painting this painting."

In order to sever ties with the past, I changed the child's name.

Sakasuke, sounds good, doesn't it?

This kid is a bit naive, and he didn't call anyone for a long time.

I don't know if it's born like this, or if I'm a bit repulsed by being his mother.

But it doesn't matter, I didn't take it to heart.

Because using others and wanting others to put you in their hearts is tantamount to wishful thinking.

So I didn't force it, I just took a painting class with this child and learned to paint.

"Are you the child's mother? Let's learn painting together?"

When the teacher asked this sentence, his expression was surprised.

It seems that they never thought that the mother and son would come to the cram school together.

I just smiled and didn't say anything.

The teacher also smiled, and took the two of us to sit down and learn painting together.

I don't have much foundation, and I can't even draw lines well.

The same is true for Sakasuke, who can't draw lines well.

However, the things drawn by this child are just beautiful, which makes me feel ashamed.

The teacher's vision in this area is much stronger than mine, and I can naturally see that the child's paintings are very aura.It was decided on the spot that he should teach well and take him to participate in various activities.

I'm happy for the kid, but I don't want him to show up.

The teacher changed his face on the spot, and reasoned with me from various aspects, hoping that I would not delay the child's future.

After all, as long as this child is taught well, he will definitely become a great painter in the future and attract everyone's attention.

I had no choice but to tell the teacher about the child's situation.In terms of life, he is not only a little silly, but maybe also speechless.

After the teacher finished listening, his expression changed again.

"Mother Sakasuke, I misunderstood you, I'm sorry."

"It's okay, I didn't make it clear before."

I forgave the teacher, and then ignored the question of the competition with the teacher, and continued to discuss how to develop Sakasuke's talent and potential in painting.

The sun and the moon fly like a shuttle, and the stars move.

Another ten years have passed, and Sakasuke has grown into an adult.

For the past ten years, I have been living outside.

For this reason, she abandoned the Witch's Garden, bought a one-story apartment nearby, and built a large studio.

In fact, to say it was abandoned is probably too much.

Because although I did not live there, I did not neglect other aspects.

Such as attracting guests, tidying up the yard, tending fruit trees, picking raw eggs...

Of course, I didn't ignore Sakasuke either.

I usually ask my aunt to help with food and daily life, and once I have no work, I will accompany him to paint by his side, and steal lessons by the way.

In other words, study aboveboard.

This child is too talented, and he is not as good at painting before learning to paint.After learning to paint, people are even more stunned.

Then again, in these ten years, I didn't let him go to school for a day.

Don't get me wrong, I'm not trying to put him in captivity as a canary where he has no chance to grow.

In fact, how could this child survive in school with his temperament?Is there really no such thing as campus bullying?

I've met it before, let alone him?

Of course, the main reason is that the child doesn't want to go, he doesn't want to go no matter what, once he is carried, he will cry and make a lot of noise.

After all, I'm not the child's real mother, and I don't want to have anything to do with him.So I agreed and asked someone to teach me.

To be honest, the kid was terrible at everything except drawing.

Even though he is eight or nine years old, he still cannot perform simple addition and subtraction.

As for language, let alone.I can't even write a small composition, and I got angry with several teachers.

Such a child...

I suddenly understood what the couple did.

A child who is too stupid has no training value until he reveals his talent for painting.

So, I am not a good person, I am very selfish.

But then again, being single is best.

Look at how comfortable I have been all these years!

As for having an adopted son, what does that matter?

I can still live for thousands of years, but this child can't.

In other words, he cannot inherit my property.

On the other hand, I can provide for him until the end of his life, and keep him safe for the rest of his life.

Of course, only for him.

As for his future wife and children, it has nothing to do with me.

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Just after sending this paragraph, Kana Kurokawa packed up his things and set off with a wave of his hand.

Yamashita Jizhen shrugged his shoulders and took his own package.

Sanhuamao was afraid of being left behind, so it jumped up and landed on Kana Kurokawa's shoulder, lying on it as if boneless.

Kana Kurokawa turned his head slightly, rubbed the soft hair on the Sanhuamao, and said with a smile: "Why are you so fast? I even said I want to hug you! Forget it, you stay here, let's go home."