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Zhong Shuli was silent for a long time when she listened to Haiye's story, and she had been paying attention to the unfinished article.

"Sister Li, what should I do?" Hai Ye asked in a worried whisper, trying not to wake up Luo Shen, who was already asleep on the side.

Zhong Shuli leaned on the sofa and thought for a long time, when he caught a glimpse of Luo Shen's eyes moving, and slowly opened his eyes.

"That unfinished story, you know the sequel, right?" Zhong Shuli hurriedly seized the opportunity to ask, "You, the heroine, must know more inside stories, tell me quickly, I can diagnose where your lesion is." ”

Luo Shen tilted his head, looked at the ceiling faintly, and said lazily: "What kind of story do you listen to, everyone is acting out their own story, why bother listening to me?"

Despite saying this, she still couldn't withstand the pleas of the other two women in the house, so she put on a storytelling posture and said, "Okay, should I continue to talk about the sequel?"

"Of course not!" Haiye protested, "Your story must be told from the beginning, why do you keep being so mysterious and not meeting people?" ”

Zhong Shuli was actually very curious, and followed Haiye to make an expectant expression.

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After a few more days of waiting, the content that Mo Sichen pays attention to and expects every day has not appeared, and he is already making plans to find it.

"General manager," Wang Shuyao stood at the door, "you have a courier that you need to sign for in person." ”

With that, she stepped out of the way and revealed the courier standing outside the door.

I haven't received a letter for a long time, and I am still very curious about the person who sent the letter, and he suddenly felt inexplicably nervous when he saw that the sender's name was "Zhong Shuli", this name seemed to have never been heard of in his impression, but now he suddenly sent a fast letter, what is the reason?

So as soon as the door closed, Mo Sichen opened the envelope. It was actually a few printed pages, and he was deeply attracted by the first sentence he read, and the more he went on, the more bewitched he became.

[When I was born, I had a large birthmark on my right cheek, dark red, the kind that anyone would not bear to look at when they saw it. Perhaps for this reason, she was abandoned at the door of the welfare home as soon as she was born, the welfare home is called "Angel of Love", the director's surname is Luo, she has never married all her life, and has dedicated her life to the children here, everyone calls her the dean's mother.

I was picked up from the snow by the dean's mother, and the birth certificate only had my information cut out, and I was less than 24 hours old, and I was very weak at the time, but fortunately I was put in the kind of cooler that was used for ice cream, and the cooler saved my life.

I have no name or surname, and the dean's mother named me Luo Xuesheng to commemorate my birthplace is the snow outside the Angel of Love.

As I grew older, I gradually understood what the birthmark on my face meant, I was deterred by all the good things that any girl yearns for, I love to dance and sing, but those are not the stages I can go up to.

So, I buried my heart in my books, trying to make myself forget the wonderful world out there, the world that I had also tried to dream of lying on the window.

When I was admitted to university, I only filled in one major, and I was scolded by the dean's mother, who said that the welfare institute was not rich in the first place, and I didn't want the dean to work so hard, and I wanted to graduate and work early.

The dean was forced to tell me the fact that I had always had a mysterious sponsor who she said would get me through college without a hitch and told me not to worry.

I didn't dare to ask anything about this sponsor, I was afraid to hear it, I didn't even dare to ask if it was a man or a woman, but I knew it must have been someone who had abandoned me, so since he was going to remain a mystery, I didn't want to know anything about him.

The dean's mother changed my will, I received the admission letter from the century-old famous school F University, and I also applied for a bursary, and I told the dean's mother that I refused to accept any funding from the sponsor, including the past, I would not ask for it.

However, I was very uneasy about going to college soon, because of the birthmark, I could only have one hairstyle for as long as I can remember, and I could only use my hair to cover my right cheek, and even my vision would be affected, so people who didn't know the truth looked at me with a strange eye, which also made me even more weird in the eyes of others.

Luo Xuesheng is such a person, in the eyes of others, he is lonely and cold, I once thought that I would go on like this for the rest of my life.

On the day I reported to university, I got off the train alone, standing in the railway station square of Haicheng City, I was at a loss, my eyes were very strange, although there were people around, I still felt empty, I felt as small as a grain of dust, and I had the urge to cry, crying that I could get rid of the familiar past, get rid of the strange eyes of my classmates in the old days.

It's just that in a new world, can I really have a new life?

I found the name of F University in the banners of major colleges and universities to welcome new students, signed in, received the instructions for new students, and followed the seniors who picked up the new students to the school bus.

I realized that my luggage was so shabby, only I still carried such a huge roll of bedding, only my suitcase was as old, which was used by other older sisters in the orphanage, and it will be passed down forever.

When I got on the school bus, my luggage was stuck on the door handle, and I couldn't pull it no matter how I pulled it, and the bus was full of people waiting to drive, and everyone was looking at me. It was as if I saw the strange eyes of the past again, as if they were laughing at me, and at that moment I wanted to run away, I wanted to give up. I knew I must be in a state of embarrassment, my face burning hot.

That's when he came.

He stretched out his hand to me and said, "Come, I'll help you." ”

His big hand gently lifted my roll of bedding onto the luggage rack and helped me carry the suitcase onto the car. I looked up and saw him standing tall on the top of the steps, smiled at me in a daze, turned around and pointed to a seat in the first row where there was a denim backpack, and he said, "You sit here, I'll go to the back." ”

In my eyes, he was like a god at that moment, casting a different kind of warmth in my world that I had never felt before, and I whispered "Thank you......" in a daze, but I think he must not have heard.

I took the seat he had given up and looked back to see him sitting quietly in the middle of the last row flipping through the magazine.

At that moment, I remembered him, the big boy who took my luggage in the afternoon sun in the bus, at that time, I was seventeen and a half years old, although I was in the prime of my youth, but I was heavy and sad. I have carved a name in my heart: Mo Sichen.

When I turned my head, tears flowed from my eyes, in this strange world, because the moment I met him made me feel warm, and I also knew that with his world, I would leave one day.

The campus of F University is simply my paradise, where people don't care much about my birthmark, and even if my roommates occasionally see me pulling my hair and washing my face, I just sympathetically say, "There should be a way to get rid of it." But I still didn't dare to let the sign show in front of people, my hair was still half-covered and oblique, and the only consolation was that the left side of my face could still be shown in front of people.

As soon as I settled down, I took over the tutor for primary school students, perhaps thanks to the birthmark, I had excellent grades all the way, and the grades of the children brought by my tutor were significantly improved, and the parents were happy and willing to give me additional tuition fees.

Although life is barely passable, there is always a thorn in his heart, and that is him.

I would often be around him, on the courts, in the cafeteria, in the graduate student dormitories...... I would look at him from afar, watch him laugh and get angry, watch him stand on the pitch and command the game, watch him take off his shirt and throw it into the air to celebrate the victory...... Look at everything about him.

I would follow him from a distance until he disappeared into the hallway of the graduate student dormitory.

I love the aroma of hyacinth flowers, and I love the language of flowers in so many colors. In my second year at the school, the love that was hidden in my heart could no longer be quietly hidden, and I was anxious to find an outlet, even if I said it to myself.

The flower language of hyacinth is: steadfastness and watchfulness.

For the first time, I put a peach-colored hyacinth flower on his windowsill, hoping that he would be as happy as the hyacinth. I was so happy to see him take the flowers, and I don't think he hated them, and he didn't seem to hate me.

Perhaps, this is the only chance I can tell him about my love. Silently, let his room be filled with the fragrance of hyacinths, I didn't deliberately remember how many plants I put in, I only remember that the one I wanted to put the most was red, but in fact I put the most was white, and my humble love that I didn't dare to express was in those white hyacinths.

I didn't dare to express my love, but I wanted him to be warm, and knitted the first and only sweater in my life with the stitch I learned as a beginner. I hid far behind the bushes, watching him take the package I had wrapped myself from the windowsill, and there was a sense of happiness and bitterness overflowing in my heart at the same time, and I was anxious that maybe he would not dislike wearing it, and that even if it was only for me to look at it, I would be satisfied in this life.

From winter to spring, I often saw him walking on the way to the institute in that coffee-colored sweater, and I followed him from a distance, and then stood at the fork in the road to watch him walk away.

Maybe the unfortunate people will have a chance to reach out to fate at the bottom of the valley, once after doing tutoring on the bus back to F University, a foreign woman suddenly had a heart attack, she sat next to me, I sent her to the hospital to rescue and get out of danger in time, her son Jason is the president of the foreign company KG Group in Asia. Jason is very grateful to me and I have developed a strong bond with him and his family.

Jason always wanted to find a chance to repay me, and he was willing to fund my birthmark removal, but I didn't dare to trust Jason completely, and I couldn't accept such an expensive funding.

Jason's wife, Amy, asked me to teach her two children Chinese, and my life was more interacting with the Jason family, and gradually understanding and becoming familiar with this kind and kind family, I began to consider Jason's advice.