The real daughter, she is a Buddhist boss

Meng Yu was obviously stunned by this series of events.

She clenched the mobile phone that Kankan took out of her pocket, inexplicably thankful that she was a step slower.

Otherwise, she might be the one squatting on the ground looking at the cake and crying.

'It's like when he was kind to you back then, he didn't ask your permission, did he? '

Not long ago, Hua Wei's cold words on the phone echoed in her mind again. At this moment, she finally understood the meaning.

——People who give favors hope to get kindness in return, even she is not exempt.

If she had made the same choice as this child back then, and had chosen to reject the helping hand extended to her in the fire, would there not have been all the pain and suffering that followed.

Suddenly, the cold wind blew past her face; the flowers that fell from the branches hit her head, she reached out and picked up the pink crabapple flower in a daze, and stared at it for a long time.

——Death is only a moment, and life is actually not that difficult, right?

The sun is so good, and the crabapple flowers are in full bloom; there are people coming and going, and the breath of life is as warm and hot as the sun.

She suddenly smiled and said to Hua Wei, who was sitting on the bench watching the cub crying, "Teacher, people always look forward. My past is very important, and I will not forget him. However, my choice is different from that of a bear child; I am grateful to the person who gave me kindness back then. Even if he did not agree with me, but I survived, I will always accept this kindness.”

The raging fire choked the throat, and the smoke blurred the vision; the nightmarish years that Yu Zhaokang had treated her were evened out.

She died in her memory as the young man who rescued her in the fire, and will live in her heart forever.

……

Hua Wei took a sip of fruit tea expressionlessly.

Thinking about it, Xiao Meng Yu is like a bird breaking free from a cage, leaving her as a teacher and running to play by herself.

The little boy in front of the snack station was still crying, and now he was lying on the ground, rolling and howling. The cake that he knocked over at the beginning also covered his body with his movements.

After this battle, no matter how empathetic the onlookers were, no one stood up to buy chocolate for the bear kid.

No one wants their kindness to be trampled on, even if it's just an 'ignorant' child.

Before she could look away, the phone in her pocket beeped, and Hua Wei felt an inexplicable sense of disgust at the unfamiliar number; after a moment of hesitation, she hung up the phone.

But the other party didn't seem to give up, and called again two or three seconds later, vowing to call her if she didn't answer.

She seemed to have guessed who it was.

"Hey……"

Before the word hello was spoken, the other side of the phone couldn't wait to skip the greeting, and first blamed her: "Lou Qiang? Are you Lou Qiang? Why don't you answer the phone? You are so uneducated ?"

It was a young male voice, if nothing unexpected happened, this was Lou Jie's fiancé Tang Shiwen; that is, the man who bought and murdered her.

The lack of manners was a perfect match for his empty mind; it was a perfect match for a good sister like her.

She leaned on the bench, slowly swayed the fruit tea in her hand, and asked bluntly, "Who are you?"

As soon as the words of accusation reached his lips, he was choked back by this question.

Didn't Lou Qiang know that the owner of this call was him?
She liked him so much, she wished she could replace Lou Jie as his fiancee; didn't she ask Lou Yiwen for his contact information?

Fortunately, he thought she was pretending to be reserved, so she didn't call him for so many days; it turned out that she had no plan to talk to him at all?