Chapter 616: See my love, thinking towards dusk?

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This wish cottage was built by Dean Chi.
Originally, this should be the dormitory of Dean Chi, but Dean Chi vacated the room of less than 100 square meters to make a wish cottage.
Some of the children adopted by the orphanage will have more or less psychological inferiority or depression.
They don't want to communicate with others, they just think about their own little thoughts in their hearts.
After a child with mild autism jumped off the building and committed suicide, the dean of the pond built this wishing cottage.
The hut was simple, stacked in rows of simple iron boxes about the size of a children's schoolbag. A lock was attached to each iron box.
Dean Chi will give these iron boxes to those thoughtful children who do not want to communicate with others. She asked the children to write their wishes on paper and lock them in iron boxes.
Dean Chi also told these children: loved ones will bless them in heaven and see them. And they will write back to them.
At first, these children were unbelieving. But since a child received a reply from a loved one in heaven, they all believed.
In fact, Xueluo knew that the response from relatives from heaven was written by Dean Chi and Auntie Wu.
In this world, there really are people who love so much like President Chi.
Auntie Xun found Xueluo's key and asked Xueluo to open her own iron box.
When Xue Luo saw the letter in the iron box, tears could not stop falling.
Auntie patted Xue Luo's back, but said nothing comforting, but just walked away silently.
Auntie is dumb, she can't speak. Her life passed slowly in silence. What can be brought to those children is happy and colorful.
The envelope is slightly yellowed. Snow fell and pulled the stationery out of it.
Above, is his immature handwriting.
[... Mast Wang made my favorite Dongpo meat last night; I really wanted to eat it, so I could n’t wait to use chopsticks to fold it ... But Xia Yiqi also fancyed that piece of meat, and did n’t grab me She hit me the back of my hand with chopsticks ... The meat was on the ground, but she was clipped back to my bowl by her aunt, and she said that she must eat it and not waste it.
I cried, stubbornly refusing to eat meat or eating dinner. At that time, I was thinking: One day, I will marry a rich and powerful Prince Charming, and let my Prince Charming bring me back to Xia's house, annoying aunt and her three daughters ...]
At that time, he was ten years old and wanted to marry a wealthy and powerful Prince Charming?
Seeing her childish anger, Xue Luo smiled with tears. Smiled heartily.
Here is the reply. Later Xue Xue learned that it was Auntie's handwriting.
[My child, you are wronged. I am distressed. Meat falls to the ground and is unhygienic. You are right not to eat it. I wish you could find the Prince Charming who truly loves you soon! But use your Prince Charming to off your aunt and her three daughters, then it's not necessary! You can make your white horse prince make a delicious Dongpo meat for you to eat enough! 】
Seeing this reply from Auntie Xun, Xue Luo was already in tears.
She ran to hug Auntie who was arranging those iron boxes, she cried for a long time.
After a while, Xue Luo calmed down his sad heart.
Auntie Xun found the key on Yuan Duoduo's iron box for Xue Luo.
As Xue Luo expected: the rosewood box was really placed in her wishbox by Yuan Duoduo.
What a clever girl. She knew that the Aunt Boxer would keep them guarded for them. That was their memory.
Xue Luo took out the rosewood box and slowly opened it. Five years later, the portrait still survives.
Xue Luo was about to re-lock Yuan Duoduo's iron box, but found a letter came out when she took the wooden box.
When picked up, Xue Luo was attracted by the characters painted on the envelope.
That's a man's head. For a moment, Xue Luo couldn't see who the man painted by Yuan Duoduo was.
But behind this man's head, there are peacock tails.
Meaning this man is a peacock man?
Xue Luo inadvertently offended Yuan Duoduo, a good girlfriend, but she was so curious. Can't help but take out the stationery inside.
[You want me to sleep, it's so beautiful! 】
[Want to sleep? Beautiful for you! 】
And was repeatedly written several times by Yuan Duoduo.
The following should be Auntie's reply [My family is in love? Great! Take it easy, my child! 】
How did Xue Luo think the above sentence sounds familiar?
But Xue Luo couldn't remember: who was that peacock man! Because Yuan Duoduo's painting skills are really ordinary!
Xue Luo stacked the stationery neatly, put it back in Yuan Duoduo's wish box, and locked it for her again.

Xue Luo didn't take this rosewood box for the first time to find Hetun.
She knows well: Hetun is not the kind of person who is suddenly affected. It can be said that Hetun is an outright paranoid.
Because a woman once betrayed him, but he tried to kill the lover's family?
Don't you care about a woman's own child?
God! What a cruel man is this Hetun!
The woman he fell in love with must have loved him forever. What kind of king law!
Can't we get together well?
Xue Luo once again carefully opened the portrait left by Feng Mama.
On the drawing paper, the outline of a man's side was outlined with a drawing pencil. I did n’t finish painting, only the bridge of my nose. The chin is just a simple tick.
The most prominent feature is that this man's eye, sharp eyes like eagle eyes, and a wrinkle that looks quite clear at the end of his eyes!
Xue Luo saw it again: this wrinkle exactly matched the scar at the end of Hetun's eyes.
And with age, the scar at the end of Hetun's eyes became more and more obvious.
More and more vicissitudes!
[I hear love ...
I believe in love.
Love is a struggling cyanobacteria ...
Like a mighty wind ...
Through my blood loss meridians ...
Belief in the years! 】
Where is the love I believe?
After reading this poem again, Xue Luo still felt a lot of emotion.
After a sigh, Xue Luo locked her gaze on the bottom drop again:
[See me? , Si Chaomu
See my love, thinking towards dusk?
its not right! Do you still need to think about it when you see it?
No matter how Xueluo stared and squinted, he couldn't see the word covered by blood.
"Mother Feng, what did you write? If you are distressed by your son, just turn me on! I really don't understand!"
Xue Luo couldn't help talking to himself.