My body is really weak, so I might as well sit on the street and rest. I threw the hat on my head directly on the ground, looked up at a group of children running from afar, feeling bitter, I was supposed to be in school but dressed up like me, are they refugees or beggars, are they troubled by ordinary people? My eyes were still so bright when I looked at these children, and I felt sorry for them. As I looked at them, the corners of my eyes became wet. I really hoped that I could become stronger, at least I could teach these children to read, and I also hope that I was a rich man

At least I can give these children a stable home without having to be too big, but they can eat and wear warm clothes. Maybe I thought too much, because we dressed up like this and felt that they had no home. Maybe these children have fathers, mothers, and brothers and sisters at home, but I don’t have anything at home, and they are cold. I want to help these people, I want to send them to school, knowledge changes their destiny, right? But I can’t do anything, now I can’t protect myself, so what qualifications do I have to think about these things? My face is bitter.

If you want to protect others, then you must become stronger first, otherwise it will only cause unnecessary trouble to the people you want to protect.

"I told you, my mother, I can't cry after eating." The child running at the back stuffed a bean in his hand into my hand and looked at me with a innocent look.

I subconsciously touched my face and it was really wet. It seemed that my crying attitude was still not completely changed.

"Thank you!" I said with a smile.

"You're welcome, you're so old, so you can't cry. Didn't your mother tell you that men can't cry?" The child said seriously.

"Okay, I won't cry." My mother really didn't tell me that men should not cry because I am a woman. It seems that no matter what world I am in, crying is to describe women.

"Hey! Come, come..." The child was urged by his companions.

"What's your name?" I put the beans in my hand directly into my mouth. Well, it's candy, it's so sweet.

"My name is Shanglu"                                                           �

"Shang Lu? Good name."

There was still a faint sweet smell in his mouth. Did this child give me the candy he had hidden? I wanted to chase him to see if he could give him some compensation, but when I stood up, I found that my current physical condition seemed to be unable to catch up. Although they were poor, they still had a smile on their faces and their eyes were not polluted. Children of this age were so good, as clean as a piece of white paper. I don’t know what the people in this world do, and will they go out to work? Or farm or do business? It turns out that they are serious poor students. They haven’t figured out these things after coming for so long. It’s really a sad thing.

My physical strength has almost recovered. I walked slowly and listened, but I didn’t hear any useful information. Since I didn’t have it, I would hurry home and see if my beauty is still there.

I pushed the door and saw Sanqi sitting on the swing with a sad look on her face. I shouted loudly: "Sanqi!"

"Young Master?" Sanqi was startled by my voice and ran directly from the swing. However, when he saw the thin man in front of him, he still couldn't help it, and the tears in his eyes fell like this.

"I'm fine, but I want to take a shower." I spoke directly, and saw Sanqi's desire to speak but stopped, and felt very guilty, but I didn't know where to start.

"Okay, I'll go and prepare." Sanqi was very sad. She had a lot to say, but the young master obviously didn't want to answer. Is the young master still unwilling to believe in him now? Sanqi was very depressed.

I was in a complicated mood when I looked at the lonely back of the fairy. Before the matter was over, I didn’t want to tell anyone. Maybe I didn’t believe it enough. I didn’t explain the sending of the letter in detail. I wonder if Sanqi had guessed it?

After taking a shower, I sat directly on the steps, looked up at the stars in the sky. It was so beautiful. Now my eyes are empty and my head is blank.

This is the most difficult day, wait.

Sanqi came over and asked me to have dinner. When I saw me in front of me, I was stunned. But I still refused to ask, "Young Master can have dinner."

"Okay"                                                             

Sanqi and I sat in the yard for dinner. The atmosphere was very harmonious. Suddenly, I felt that this was home and I felt like I had a long-lost feeling.

"Sanqi, thank you." I looked at the girl in front of me sincerely.

"Young Master, you don't have to say thank you to me." Sanqi was very frightened and couldn't tell what the young master was going to do.

"This is your contract to be returned to you. I hope everything you have experienced here can be kept confidential." Sanqi was completely stunned. Young Master did not want to do it anymore? Since he came into contact with Young Master, although everything has exceeded his predictions, everything has been so natural, and he feels that he is in a daze and unreal way every day. But he never thought about leaving. Was he doing something wrong?

"Young Master wants to drive me away?" Sanqi was very frustrated.

"Yes." I put the contract on the table and went back to the room. I didn't plan to say so ruthlessly, but the words changed again when I spoke. It should be better if it was a bit cruel.

Sanqi was staring blankly in the yard alone. What is this situation? Is he actually disliked as a young lady? Is he not beautiful enough or not sensible enough? During this period, he trained from a young lady who knows nothing to an all-round person. Such a hard life was waiting for this result. Sanqi suddenly felt extremely wronged, wanted to cry and laugh, but he didn't dislike his darkness. Oh, no, it's not black now, but it's ugly. He looked so ugly that he actually disliked himself. Sanqi was furious. He originally planned to help this strange person, but now he is fine, but he doesn't like it at all. Sanqi looked at the table that had not been cleaned up yet, and was angry. He didn't want to do these things anyway, so he let it go, and then went back to the room angrily, and he didn't forget to close the door hard, as if telling the young master that he was angry.
Chapter completed!