Almighty Goddess of Rebirth

Chapter 365 Zhiman's Dream
On the white drawing paper, there are several mannequins with reasonable proportions.
Some have already been painted with clothes, others are only half painted.

Zhiman was drawing a new mannequin, but because of Lu Chaochao's exclamation, the brush flicked, and the drawing went wrong.
She turned her head in shock and wanted to run away again, but because the only way out was blocked, she could only stand there helplessly.

Seeing this, Lu Chaochao quickly slowed down his tone, "I'm sorry to bother you, Zhiman."

Zhiman hugged the pictorial tightly to her chest, lowered her head, her feet moved uneasily, her voice was like a mosquito, "It's okay...it doesn't matter..."

Lu Chaochao was startled.

This was the first time she heard Zhiman's voice, and the voice was a bit unexpected.

It's that kind of very soft milk sound, like the voice of a three or four year old girl.

Lu Chaochao wanted to touch her head, but finally put down his hand, and his voice became softer, "Zhiman, you draw so beautifully."

Originally, she thought she would not get any more responses, but Zhi Man nodded her head invisibly.

And just when Lu Chaochao thought that was all, she said another word.

"Mum... moms, so... how about..."

Perhaps because she doesn't speak often, she speaks a little incoherently.

Lu Chaochao watched and waited for a while, but heard nothing else.

But no matter what the reason was, it was rare for this cautious girl to say these two words on the day she was about to leave, which was enough to make her happy.

"Well, the mothers are right. Zhiman's paintings are very beautiful. Have you ever thought about developing in this direction in the future?"

The atmosphere in Aixin Orphanage is good, and the children grow up pure and happy, but experiences have always affected them.

When many children are eight or nine years old, they have already begun to think about the way to go in the future.

Zhiman raised her head and quickly looked at Lu Chaochao's words, then lowered her head again, "Sister Chaochao..."

Sister Chao Chao, not Sister Rabbit.

Lu Chaochao looked at her with a smile, "Huh?"

"My father and mother are designers..." Zhiman's voice was softer, but it was much smoother than before. "Five years ago, when they were going abroad, they encountered an air crash..."

Lu Chaochao felt that his eyes were a little dry.

There is nothing wrong with the children in the orphanage growing up happily, but their experiences are different.
Some were abandoned, or both parents died, and some were kidnapped and rescued...

Lu Chaochao saw it when he was helping organize the children's personal files. It was shocking and took a long time to calm down.

Zhiman's experience is not unique, there are several children like this.

But it is one thing to look at the file, and another to hear it from the child himself.

Lu Chaochao didn't know, what kind of emotion should Zhiman feel in his heart when he said these words?
Parents are well-known designers, born in such a family is a treasure in the palm of the hand, but because of an air crash completely fell into the clouds.

In order to fight for the property, those relatives obtained Zhiman's custody rights, but later turned their faces and refused to recognize anyone. The property inheritance was real, but the custody procedures were fake.

Zhiman's grandmother supported her body and raised Zhiman before passing away in less than a year, and then Zhiman was transferred to Aixin Orphanage.

"At that time, they were going abroad to participate in an exhibition. They wanted to combine fantasy and costumes to build a wonderful world..."

Zhiman raised her head, her eyes were bright.

Lu Chaochao suddenly noticed that the girl's eyes looked like a person's.

It seems that there are many stars hidden in it.

"I don't know why I can remember it so clearly... At that time, they would say to me every day, 'Manman, we will give you a wardrobe like a treasure chest, no matter what kind of clothes you can find'... ..."

"Zhiman's parents really love Zhiman."

Zhiman bent her lips and became lonely again, "But I don't want that wardrobe, I want them..."

Lu Chaochao had a sore nose, wanted to say something but didn't know how to say it.

Zhiman's emotions recovered, she smiled slightly, "My grandma said that she was in pain at that time, but as soon as she saw me, all the unhappiness disappeared... But, my grandma also left... In the first two years here, I broke a lot of things, and the mothers gave me a lot of help...

"There are other guys, I'm glad to know them...

"However, many people left later..."

Lu Chaochao knew that the "leaving" she said meant that those children were all adopted.
For children of Zhiman's age, the possibility of being adopted is already very low. If there is no accident, they will stay here until they reach adulthood, and then support themselves.

Zhiman turned her head to look outside the French window, the children over there were laughing and playing, "Sister Chao Chao, I don't want to leave here..."

Lu Chaochao once asked about Zhiman's situation, and Aunt Guihua told her that Zhiman was not only healthy but also intelligent and sensible, and someone had always wanted to adopt her.
But every time I came to see her, Zhiman would always show her irritable side, and the matter of adoption was left alone.

Gradually, the mothers knew that Zhiman didn't want to leave this place, so they removed her from the adoption list.

Looking at the girl's star-like eyes, Lu Chaochao suddenly wanted to do something for her, "Zhiman, what do you want?"

Zhiman didn't look back, she continued to talk, "After Mom and Dad left, I hated painting... After arriving in the orphanage, every time the teacher taught painting, I always ran away... But, I don't know which day it started, I picked up the paintbrush... One day, I suddenly discovered that I had unknowingly traced those images in my memory, and my parents would draw them every time..."

She turned her head and looked at Lu Chaochao, her eyes were unbelievably bright, "Sister Chaochao, tell me, is it because my parents have been guarding me, so let me reproduce their achievements bit by bit? ..."

Lu Chaochao looked at her and nodded seriously, "Zhiman, yes."

Zhiman's eyes became brighter, and her voice was louder than before, "Sister Chao Chao, do you think so too?"

Lu Chaochao repeated firmly, "Well, Sister Chaochao thinks so too. Your paintings are really really good!"

Although the writing is still a little immature, some common sense ratios also need to be adjusted.

But for this child who only learned children's painting, it is really excellent!
Zhiman's talent must be inherited from her parents, and it may even be higher!

After listening to Lu Chaochao's words, Zhiman laughed, "Sister Chaochao, thank you."

Then, Lu Chaochao noticed that she immediately stopped smiling.

All the little girl's strength seemed to be exhausted before, and she returned to the previous silence in the blink of an eye.

She lowered her head slightly, hugged the drawing board tightly, took a few steps forward while talking just now, and then backed away quietly.

Lu Chao shrank his heart.

She didn't want to see those star-like eyes dim like this!

"Zhiman, let's make a wardrobe like a treasure chest together!"

(End of this chapter)