strayed into the world

All attachments start with greed.Once you have greed, you will become concerned about gains and losses, and once you worry about gains and losses, you will step into the abyss of attachment.

When Qing Che woke up the next day, Quan Ce had already gone to New York on the other side of the Pacific Ocean.The distance on the map is only a few centimeters, but when you look up at the blue sky, you can't see the end. ...Then he began to count the time and live the tedious days... Like every day for three years, the wait is destined to be long, and a week is in the blink of an eye.

On this day, the sky cleared up and was as blue as a bright mirror.

Looking up at the white clouds floating in the sky, the warm sun in early spring can always warm the heart and warm the body.After tidying up the garden, Qing Che sat by the pond to rest...Looking at her left hand, the last injury seemed to be a very long time ago, and the scar did not leave any traces when it was healed. Under the pillow, he already thinks that his baby must be held in the palm of his hand every night to fall asleep...

The wound miraculously began to heal after Quan Ce left, and there was no need to wrap it in gauze, and there were still pink scars on the skin.Qing Che didn't care about leaving scars at first, but after knowing that Quan Ce had asked Xu Chi in private, he became more careful.

Chen, who was not far away, looked at the young man by the pond, and couldn't help showing a complex sadness.This child can always involve the most vulnerable part of human nature, but at an age when he should be pampered, he is forced to be imprisoned in this villa that has not changed for thousands of years.It was time to smile, but he fell into the cold and cruel world.As soon as he saw that delicate and fair face always covered with sadness that didn't belong to his age, he couldn't help but want to help him escape from this world.

"Qingche."

When the little man heard him being called, he turned his head, and the figure in the backlight was thin and slender, suddenly like a dream, lamenting that such a cowardly life has a strong vitality.It is better to say that he is strong or that he is cowardly.

"housekeeper."

Seeing that he had been watching the fish by the pond just now, Chen also sat down by the pond,

"Have you ever raised fish before?"

"No."

"Then you will be responsible for raising the fish here from now on, okay?"

Qing Che looked at the housekeeper in shock, "Me? But... that... I won't..."

Chen smiled at him, his usually serious face smiled very kindly, "It's okay, Aunt Chen will help you."

"Aunt Chen?..." Muttering the name, Qing Che suddenly realized her gaffe, and quickly apologized, "I'm sorry, housekeeper. I didn't mean it."

"You don't need to apologize. From now on, you will be called Aunt Chen, which sounds much more pleasant to my ears."

"The housekeeper... can't you?"

Chen shook his head, his smile remained the same, but there was irresistible courage in his words. "no."

This family knows how to order people, from Quan Ce to the housekeeper, Qing Che is eaten to death, so he can only accept his fate.

"...It's... Aunt Chen..."

"good."

Chen lovingly rubbed the soft chestnut hair. These days, I saw that he was fatter than before, had gained some flesh, and his face was also full of vigor, occasionally revealing a shy pink glow.These days, Chen has noticed that the solid magnetic field is quietly changing, cracks appear in the copper wall and iron wall, and the continuous spring water dripping through the stone, will it penetrate the long-cracked sighing wall?

Chen can't imagine, and can't fathom.