I'm not a vixen

Chapter 126 Be sure to stay away from bad women like sister

On the dining table, the aroma of the food was wafting. Kang An was holding the bowls and chopsticks, a little absent-minded, while Zhuo Qing next to him was serving soup and rice. During the process, he did not forget to chat with him about his childhood.

"Brother, do you remember your parents?"

"Only a little impression."

When Kang An first crossed over, the little fox had already lived by himself, away from the group, guarding a small fox mound by himself.

As for his parents, the only remaining memory left by the little fox is his mother, an ordinary, skinny red fox who raised a dozen cubs alone.

Among all the cubs, only the little fox was fiery red. Not long after it was weaned, its mother went out hunting alone and did not return. A group of brothers and sisters spent two days crying in the den, and finally went their separate ways.

And then there is the memory of living alone.

Digging the fox mound with difficulty alone, rummaging for insects in the fallen leaves, and finding some edible leaves are all precious memories left by the little fox.

But one time when he was out hunting, the little fox carelessly ignored a white-browed viper. This is also the reason why Kang An was able to cross over. It may be because of this that Kang An is really afraid of snakes.

Lying in the fox mound, the fear of body organ failure and swelling all over the body was deeply imprinted in the little fox's mind. At the last moment, Kang An could clearly feel its helplessness and despair.

When Kang An was feeling a little sad, Zhuo Qing took the bowl in his hand, served him soup, and said with a smile on the corner of his mouth: "So you are the same as your sister."

"Sister Zhuo too?"

Kang An came back to his senses a little bit.

Zhuo Qing nodded, and said in a calm tone: "My sister suffered from leukemia when she was a child. She was three years old at that time. After the diagnosis was made, my biological parents blindfolded me at night and sent me to the orphanage. door."

"..."

Kang An was speechless while being shocked.

But Zhuo Qing was very calm, and even recalled indifferently: "It was still snowing that day, and I stood alone at the gate of the orphanage, shivering from the cold, until the next morning, when Uncle Guan got up and opened the door to find me."

"..."

Kang An looked at the soup handed to him, and he didn't know what kind of psychology he said, "Sister Zhuo, drink it first."

"My sister has it."

Zhuo Qing laughed at his distraction.

Then she picked up her own soup and rice, took a small bite, chewed and swallowed carefully, and then said with emotion: "Do you know? My sister didn't cry at that time. In such a cold day, I was alone, cold and scared. But for some reason, I just didn't cry."

the human spirit,

It is difficult to be fully understood and dissected.

Even if Kang An is also an orphan, without that kind of experience, he can't empathize and understand. He is also an orphan, but he is luckier than Zhuo Qing.

It may be because he was in the orphanage as long as he could remember, and he never asked whether he was abandoned or whether his parents had some compelling reasons.

He is just one of the countless unfortunate factors in the vast sea of ​​people. Now that he meets another factor, all he can do is listen silently.

Zhuo Qing did not ask him about his plans.

It may be that these things, over the years, very few people can say, so her desire to confide is very strong.

"At that time, the dean had several aunts who asked me if I could remember my name, where I lived, and who my parents were. I actually remembered, but my sister didn't speak, she just shook her head, and then... my sister managed to stay in welfare. In the yard."

Her tone was as if it was much better to stay in the orphanage than to be sent home. This seems to be true now, but it is hard to imagine that she was a three-year-old girl at the time. With what kind of mood.

"Then Sister Zhuo met Aunt Liu?"

"Ah."

Zhuo Qing nodded.

She looked into the bowl, as if she was looking at rice grains or something else: "My sister stayed in the orphanage for a few months. At that time, I had leukemia and was not in good health. The aunts in the courtyard could tell. But no one asked, every time a parent came to see the child, they left me alone in the dormitory..."

Talking,

She laughed to herself: "Actually, at that time, I really missed the past, and wanted to find a new father and mother who were good to me, because the pain was so painful when I got sick, it hurt in the bones, and my sister couldn't bear the pain, so I didn't want to Looking for a parent, it would be better to say I want to find someone who can help me cure my illness..."

finished,

Zhuo Qing raised her head: "Is my sister really bad?"

Kang An shook his head quickly, wanting to say something comfortingly, but felt that these were not what the other party wanted, so he looked into her eyes seriously.

'I was listening carefully. '

I don’t know if she received it, anyway, the smile on Zhuo Qing’s face faded a little, and then her eyes became lax, and she recalled: “January 1, the day of Chinese New Year, I saw my mother, brother, you What did you think when you met your mother for the first time?"

"..."

Kang An recalled for a moment.

"She's pretty when she's not talking, and she's very temperamental." He replied honestly, "But when she speaks, it doesn't make me feel like a good person."

Zhuo Qing was amused by his statement.

"Where is it?"

She retorted: "Obviously super super beautiful, like a big star... no, like a big shot, everyone is looking at her, no matter adults or children, but most people dare not approach her, like a god. "

She has a strong 'fan' filter.

Or like a believer... When arguing with Kang An, it was rare to show some girlishness, which made people think of her age.

"At that time, I didn't even have the qualifications to stand in the crowd, so I could only stand by the window of the dormitory, watching my mother surrounded by her, the dean nodding and bowing beside her, and a group of children surrounding her, showing that they wanted to get close to her but dared not." expression."

said,

Zhuo Qing had a happy smile on her face: "At that time, I didn't even think that I would be the child chosen by my mother."

"..."

Kang An was in a daze, trying to enter it.

But he couldn't do it, just like he never asked about his own background in his previous life, and he never pinned his hope of life on others.

He would rather pick up trash and pick up some old clothes to wear. Kang An, who is healthy and handsome, is not willing to be adopted.

It was the first time he understood the meaning of the word orphan since he was called a child without a father or mother by a child outside the orphanage.

From what he saw, many companions were taken away and returned like a product with a bad experience after trial.

His life is determined to rely only on himself.

Kang An ten years ago and Kang An ten years later can be said to be two people, and all of this starts with him climbing that mountain.

At this time, Kang An suddenly understood Zhuo Qing.

I understand the feeling that after being saved, life is like seeing a god.

Zhuo Qing continued to speak, with light in her eyes: "Perhaps my sister should be grateful. I didn't stand in the crowd at that time, but I just hid behind the window so longingly, and I was able to be caught by the gods..."

For her, Liu Ting is indeed a god.

If it wasn't a god, how could he hear her voice, her pain, cast a glance at such a deserted window upstairs, see her pale face behind the glass, then go upstairs, and stretch out a hand towards her in the sea of ​​suffering?
"No matter how many times I think about it, it's still like a dream."

While talking and laughing, she lowered her head and took a mouthful of rice to cover up, but Kang An saw two crystal clear teardrops dripping into the soup and rice, and she swallowed it together.

Kang An was suddenly moved.

Even from his perspective of a bystander, he could see that Liu Ting's purpose in adopting Zhuo Qing was to train her as a tool person to handle affairs on the table instead of her whose status was not suitable for overexposure.

What he could feel, Zhuo Qing would not fail to feel. After so many years, she should have understood her identity and position, but... Kang An couldn't see any resentment in her emotions.

Even if it has been used ruthlessly for more than ten years, even if in the end, it is abandoned without saying hello by the other party, even if it is likely to usher in the second half of life in prison.

But what she showed was that as long as the god appeared, she would still kneel and kowtow without hesitation, even if she became a fanatic of ghosts.

Kang An's mouth was a little dry.

He subconsciously picked up the soup and wanted to take a sip, but Zhuo Qing brought the bowl over: "Sister tasted it, it's a bit salty, I'll pour you some water."

It doesn't have to be so troublesome...

Kang An thought so, but Zhuo Qing had already got up to help him pour water. When the water came, the fox picked it up and drank a few sips to suppress his shock.

"I'm sorry to have told you so much."

Zhuo Qing, with slightly red eyes, stroked her forehead hair.

"It won't."

Kang An put down the water glass, and said softly: "I was also saved by an elder in this way, so I can more or less understand Sister Zhuo's mood."

It's not Mr. Gui, he already stinks by now—it's not appropriate to say stinky, I can only say that if there is a grave, it should be as graceful as a cover now.

"Brother, sister asks you a question."

Zhuo Qing took some food for him, motioned him to eat and said, "In your heart, what kind of image is your mother?"

"..."

I can't ask him this question.

What kind of image Liu Ting is in his mind, he has never thought about this question.

"It was a bad guy at first."

He replied truthfully: "And it's the kind of bad person I'm afraid of. Later... Bad auntie? It's still a bit bad, but I know that she won't hurt me anymore, so I'm not afraid of her gradually, I just think she's very Danger."

"And later?"

"after that.."

Kang An frowned, racking his brains to think of suitable adjectives: "It's very important, no matter what, we must think about meeting again, and when necessary, people who can even give their lives."

Not quite like family.

The relationship between the two was a bit deformed at the beginning, and they lived together for a few days, so they can only be said to be very important people.

"Then mother didn't pay in vain."

Zhuo Qing said with a tone of relief: "Actually, I saw you for the first time. After I went back, I didn't fall asleep that night. I thought that I would drive you away no matter what, so I told your aunt the news. She has come to save you."

"..."

This point, he had come to think of it two days after he went back, but he didn't expect Zhuo Qing to say it by himself.

Neither hate nor gratitude.

Some are just a slight understanding, and introspection with as little contact as possible.

"It's not surprising to see your expression."

Zhuo Qing stared at his face, which any woman would fall in love with after getting along for a long time: "Then why are you still willing to go out for dinner with your sister alone today?"

Kang An blinked, and said with a smile: "Because judging from the results, Sister Zhuo helped me, and you didn't intend to harm me. I don't have such severe persecution paranoia."

"..."

This time the silence was replaced by Zhuo Qing.

"You can't do this in the future."

After she regained her senses, she looked at Kang An seriously: "Although you are still young, you must remember in the future, and you must stay away from bad women like sister who seem to have designed you."

"..."

Kang An was dumbfounded with Caihu in his arms: "There is no bad woman who can say that she is a bad woman, right?"

"Maybe it's the bad woman who found out on her own conscience?" Zhuo Qing joked.

Kang An put the vegetables into a bowl, and argued again: "The bad woman found by conscience is not a bad woman."

Just like Liu Ting.

Although he is still very bad and cruel to others, he has nothing to say to him, so Kang An also instantly discarded the three views, ignored the Taoist disciples who were killed by her, and the security guards who were suspected of being victimized, and defended her from the heart.

He is actually not a good fox.

I don't know if she was touched by Kang An's words, Zhuo Qing rested her chin in silence, and while Kang An bowed her head to eat, she reached out and touched the dog's head.

"You are a gentle child."

Zhuo Qing said with a light smile: "The thing you promised your sister that day, and you did it later, even if you should have figured it out at that time, or your aunt told you that I leaked your information, but you still don't hold grudges My sister is a bad woman."

"It's okay it's okay."

Kang An held chopsticks for this girl who lived in a sea of ​​suffering and took advantage of her for the first half of her life. He felt that there was bitterness in her bones: "Bad women can also be whitewashed. Aunt Liu is a good woman in my heart now."

deceptive.

In fact, she is still a bad woman.

But this bad woman is a pet name, number one, not good woman number two, good woman number three, and so on.

The atmosphere at the dinner table afterwards was much more relaxed.

When it was almost time to eat, Zhuo Qing took out her mobile phone and asked the driver to come downstairs, then looked up at him apologetically, "Sister is a little tired, I won't take you back in person later, are you okay?"

"it's okay no problem."

Kang An was a little surprised while shaking his head.

Unexpectedly, Zhuo Qing did not ask him where Liu Ting was going in the end, as if he silently accepted this reality.

Feeling sorry for her to some extent, before Kang An left, he still couldn't help reminding: "If there is a chance, I'd better go outside and take a look, so that I can feel better."

Zhuo Qing nodded with a smile.

After going out, the driver accompanied him silently, and Kang An didn't speak, wondering whether Zhuo Qing had a chance to escape.

'She still didn't let you drink that bowl of soup in the end. '

A voice in his head sighed.

(End of this chapter)