my husband is a killer

Chapter 150 Orphanage 11
"This was drawn by Xiaojiao when she was seven years old," the dean stared at the painting with hazy eyes, as if she had seen it a long time ago, and she sighed softly, "She said that her greatest wish is to have a warm home. Being able to eat happily with my parents, I still remember that she was crying while painting, tears wet the painting, and our teachers looked at it... It really hurts me to see it!"

The dean looked at the man who bowed his head in silence, motioned him to sit down, took a sip from his teacup, pushed his glasses, and continued to immerse himself in memories:

"Xiaojiao was abandoned by her father at the gate of the orphanage when she was five years old. Maybe she already had the cognitive ability when she came here. She clearly remembers the scene of her being abandoned. She always felt that it was because of her that caused her father's death. Only burdens will be abandoned, so she has been well-behaved and sensible since she was a child, she always thinks of others, and never causes any trouble for adults. Even if she is sick and bullied, she will not speak up. She hid herself and wept silently—oh, she looks weak, but she is actually a very stubborn child!"

The man lowered his head and listened silently, his eyes were fixed on the little girl in the painting, he didn't dare to look directly at the sunny smile, his heart was indescribably complicated, and he tightened his hand holding the painting!
The biggest wish is to have a home, so when she said that I don't want you to be responsible for those words, how determined was she, and how many things she dreamed of were given up?And once I said repeatedly that she was a drag and a trouble, how many times did those words uncover the scars of her childhood, how many tears did she shed when she turned around, and how many times did she deny herself?
The old lady took a few sips of tea, let out a sigh, curled her sparse eyebrows together, and smiled softly again:
"Fortunately, everything is over. Xiaojiao has grown up. I imagine that a good girl like her will definitely find her own happiness! Meeting someone who loves her and who she can trust with all her heart And the person I rely on! I have kept this painting, and I will give it to him when that person appears one day, so that he can preserve Xiaojiao's dream and give her a dream home!"

She stared intently at the man who hadn't spoken all this time, and waited for his answer with a smile. After a long silence, she saw him raise his head, and there was no expression on his face!
(End of this chapter)