A Taoist monk will become rich by writing novels in the future

Chapter 65 Where does my sister live?

Of course, it doesn't matter.

Wen Qiao stepped forward and chased Wenwen. On the stairs going downstairs, Wen Qiao grabbed Wenwen.

Wenwen looked at her, her eyes a bit cold in the dim corridor.

Wen Qiao smiled and said: "No, I won't stop you, but I need to tell you that it's not an option for you to go like this. By then, your parents haven't been killed by you, and you will be treated as a madman. Caught."

Wenwen looked at Wen Qiao coldly, and the impulsive and violent aura around her slowly decreased. It was obvious that she had listened to Wen Qiao's words.

"I think we should find a place to tidy up." Wen Qiao suggested.

Wenwen hesitated for a while and then followed Wen Qiao.

Qian Yaran came down from behind and looked at Wenwen who was very obedient behind Wen Qiao and was a little surprised. At this time, the mobile phone in his hand rang. It was the fire department's call. After Qian Yaran answered the call, he gave the fire department's specific address.

Wen Qiao took Wenwen to find a place to wash up. In the meantime, Wen Qiao and Wenwen kept chatting.

She said: "Actually, I understand your pain in my heart. You long for your parents to love you more, but it goes against your wishes. Let me tell you, I was an orphan since I was a child, and it was the director of the orphanage who brought me up. Otherwise, I'm just afraid of dying in a heavy snowfall."

It's true that Wen Qiao is an orphan.

If Futianque's master hadn't saved her, she would have been buried in the snow.

So she compared Futianque to an orphanage.

Comparing the master who took her in to the director of an orphanage.

Wen Qiao continued: "I have longed for parents to love me since I was a child, and I also envy those children who have parents. Watching their parents buy balloons for them, this and that, I feel very envious..."

Looking back on the past, Wen Qiao couldn't help but sigh.

In a trance, she saw the past.

Master, who was dressed in a light gray monk's robe, bought all the hydrogen balloons from the ball vendors, and then led the balls towards the five sisters step by step.

How old were they then, three years old?Still five years old?

Wen Qiao only knew that at that time, they had become the envy of all children.

Wenwen lowered her head and listened to Wen Qiao's words.

Seeing that Wen Qiao didn't say anything further, he couldn't help but look up at Wen Qiao.

Wenwen didn't know what Wen Qiao was thinking, but Wenwen only saw the smile on the corner of Wen Qiao's mouth, which looked very warm.

"You know? I don't have parents, but I have a master who loves me. I once tried to find my parents and asked them why they abandoned me, but in the vast sea of ​​people, looking for someone is like looking for a needle in a haystack. Later, I gave up……."

"Why?" Wenwen asked in confusion. She didn't understand why Wen Qiao gave up looking for her parents.

Wen Qiao chuckled lightly, looked at Wenwen and said: "No reason. Since my parents have abandoned me, it is their choice. If I don't go to them, it is my choice. Of course, the most important thing is that I I can't bear to feel sad for my master who loves me. I don't want to leave her behind to find my parents who left me behind when my master loves me... Wenwen, do you understand this?"

Wenwen looked at Wen Qiao, a little confused.

Wen Qiao added: "Actually, like and love are mutual. Only through mutual contributions can this like and love be maintained. If it is a one-sided contribution, one day you will find that some people and things are not worth it. Wen Wen, you long for your parents to love you, but looking back, have you ever tried to love your parents?"

At this moment, Wenwen only felt that a door suddenly opened in her heart.

She looked at Wen Qiao, her eyes filled with disbelief.

No one had ever told her that liking and love were mutual.

No one told her, have you tried to love your parents?
but……

Wenwen lowered her head, pursed her lips, and subconsciously touched the new wound on her arm.

Wen Qiao naturally noticed it, took out the blood-blood-removing plaster from the altar, and applied it on Wenwen.She said: "Everyone has countless shackles on their body. These shackles bother and suppress themselves. To break through these shackles, it requires great courage. Wenwen, do you know what you lack most now? ?”

Wen Qiao looked at Wenwen and said seriously.

"courage……."

Wenwen spoke only because Wen Qiao mentioned it just now, and she herself felt that she was extremely timid, but she never had the courage to take the first step.

"If you were asked to face it, would you be afraid?"

"……I have no idea."

Wenwen was a little confused. At this time, a hand held Wenwen's hand, which was very warm and powerful.

Wenwen looked at Wen Qiao who held her hand in surprise.

Wen Qiao grinned and said: "What are you afraid of? Go forward boldly. Even if you get a bloody head, it will at least prove that you have the courage to face it. Think about your future. The future is so long. There are still many things in the world that you don't have." Once you’ve been exposed, you can’t just draw a circle on the ground and stay in this circle for the rest of your life.”

Wen Qiao's words moved Wenwen's heart slightly.

Wen Qiao continued: "Wenwen, you have to know that you are you and they are them. You have to live your life by yourself. For others to participate, you must have your own will. Otherwise, none of them will." qualifications……."

The words "No one is qualified" were resounding and struck Wenwen's heart.

Wenwen looked at Wen Qiao, and her eyes gradually became brighter.

"Who called the police?"

"It's me, it's me. A girl just wanted to commit suicide, and now my friend is trying to persuade her."

Qian Yaran and a strange male voice rang out. Later, a burst of footsteps reached the ears of Wen Qiao and Wenwen. Wenwen's body also became nervous at this moment.

Wen Qiao patted Wenwen's hand and protected Wenwen behind him.

Then, Qian Yaran and a tall man wearing an orange firefighting suit came over.

"Sir, it's okay. Children, it is inevitable that they will be confused." Wen Qiao said with a smile.

The man glanced at Wen Qiao, looked at the girl behind Wen Qiao who had her head lowered, and said in a deep voice: "As long as you can think about it, you still have a long future..."

After that, the firefighter left, not forgetting to praise Qian Yaran before leaving.

He said: "You have done a good job. Don't be impulsive next time you encounter something similar. Call the police first, and communicate while ensuring your own safety and the safety of others."

Qian Yaran nodded repeatedly.

After the firefighters left, Qian Yaran breathed out and said, "He didn't blame us. What if we are mistaken for reporting a false alarm?"

Wen Qiao smiled: "I didn't misunderstand that."

Then he turned around and asked Wenwen: "Do you have a phone number?"

Wenwen nodded and took out her mobile phone.

Wen Qiao reported a series of numbers and said to Wenwen: "If you have anything sad or unimaginable, please contact me. How about I be your first listener?"

Wenwen looked at Wen Qiao's soft eyebrows and felt sad, but she still nodded.

After that, Wen Qiao pulled Wenwen and walked downstairs.

In the elevator, Wenwen struggled to ask Wen Qiao: "Where does sister live?"

Wen Qiao smiled and said: "In the villa here, I have just moved here. I will be a district friend from now on. Wenwen can come and play with me if nothing happens..."

(End of this chapter)