"What's the daze, you really want me to feed you."

Diane saw me in a daze, and gently reproached, and I smiled stupidly.

"Senior sister, you are so beautiful, I won't be hungry when I see you."

I took a bite of the dish, and it was light and tasteless.

"There's so much nonsense about eating."

She brought cold medicine from the living room with her bare feet, and put the other medicines neatly in the drawer.

The whole house is covered with floors except for the bathroom and kitchen, and I clean it often, so the floor looks spotless, but there are extra slippers at home, and Diane came twice, and she walked around barefoot, and I think she is also used to this in her house.

I'm rubbing, I'm okay to look at the goddess's little feet all the time, is it true that I'm a foot fetish deep down?

It must not be like this, the main thing is that the goddess is too beautiful, and I love to see where she is exposed.

The food was light, I was sick again, and I didn't want to eat it after only a few bites.

"Just eat so much, don't you have an appetite, I'll wash some fruit for you."

Dianne really took care of me like a sick person, and when she gave me medicine, she looked at the instructions carefully, and she didn't know how many times she took common medicine, and the goddess's common sense of life was too little.

I suddenly remembered that I had never paid attention to her family background, and Diane had never worn jewelry, which was probably related to her frequent dance practice, but judging from her clothes, they were not ordinary workmanship, and the price was definitely not cheap.

The goddess is also the little princess of the family?

The afternoon sun was lazy, and the two of us sat on the couch and watched a dance on the TV.

"Senior sister, are you studying ballet?"

"Ballet is the shortest I learned, and folk dance takes a long time to learn."

"Why don't you learn ballet, how graceful it is."

"I don't like ballet dancing all year round, my feet are deformed, it's very ugly, and my mother didn't support me learning it since I was a child."

After she finished speaking, she touched her little feet.

The goddess's love for beauty is really extreme, and she also requires beauty from her feet.

"Have you not had a family since you were born, and have you lived alone all these years?"

When she mentioned her family, Diane felt sympathy for me.

"I grew up in an orphanage when I was a child, and if I had to talk about family, I had an older sister."

"Sister?"

"Well, she grew up with me in an orphanage, and when she was very young, she took care of me like a sister, and at that time I stuck to her every day, I called her sister, she called me brother, and now I haven't been in touch for a long time, and I can't find her."

Before I went to work in Xianghai Town, I was poor and didn't even have a phone or computer, and the only contact with my sister was an ancient letter, after moving to Xianghai Town, I wrote a letter to my sister, telling her my phone number and work address, but this letter was lost in the sea, and there was no reply, and my contact with my sister was interrupted.

In the vast sea of people, she and I are both homeless people, and my sister is likely to live a wandering life like me, and trying to find my sister is like looking for a needle in a haystack.

Maybe my sister is now married, really has her own family, and has her own children.

I couldn't find my sister, and I kept comforting myself like this.

"Why would anyone abandon their children, and would they be willing to be mothers?"

Dianne hugged her knees with a sad and reluctant expression, the goddess was indeed full of maternal love today.

"You think too simply, abandoning your children will be for all kinds of helpless reasons."

"Why, what mother would be willing to leave her child?"

She asked me with a puzzled expression.

"There are about three types of children abandoned in orphanages, the first is that her mother may have eaten the forbidden fruit before she was a minor, and she has no ability to raise the child at all, and she has no sense of responsibility to raise it, but this kind of child will be a little luckier, most of them will be adopted when they are infants, and the adopters are often some couples with superior conditions but unable to have children, and these children will live a good life in the future."

"Mom doesn't want him anymore, what kind of luck is it."

She pouted aggrievedly, as if the abandoned person was herself.

But, senior sister, I'm talking about my own life experience, I'm the one who was abandoned.

"The second type of child is that his parents are young and his parents are dead, and no one is willing or able to raise him, the court will award the child to an orphanage, because this kind of child has a certain age, they will basically grow up in an orphanage, and a small part will be adopted, my sister is this category."

This kind of child is usually not willing to adopt because his mind has grown up and he will remember his parents.

"Then your sister has never been adopted?"

"Well, I remember that my sister was seven or eight years old when she came, and my sister once told me that her family had a car accident, and she was the only one who survived, and her own brother was about the same age as me, and unfortunately died, and my relationship with her sister and brother is also a kind of sustenance for her."

Every memory of mine seems to be telling a kind of longing.

In fact, I think my sister was not adopted, and there is another reason, that is, she is ugly, and seven or eight-year-old girls will be liked, but my sister's skin is very dark, and a car accident made her shave her hair at that time, and anyone who sees it will be afraid, only my sister and I play together every day, and then it took more than a year to become long hair.

"My sister is so pitiful, if you can find your sister, you must be good to her, and treat her as a sister."

"I've always thought of her as my own sister."

"What about the third category, are you the third type of child?"

Diane looked at me expectantly.

Goddess, would you like to know about my origins?

"The third type of children is born with congenital defects, some are physically deformed and disabled, and some are born with incurable diseases, this kind of children can be called unhealthy babies, even if they are sent to orphanages, no one dares to adopt, physical diseases are difficult to get rid of, and some children only live to die in their teens."

Parents of such children, I think the most helpless, their children may grow up and lose the ability to live, suffering from diseases may not be cured by exhausting their family wealth, can only face death, some parents will choose to abandon the baby.

As soon as I finished speaking, Dianne scanned my whole body, found nothing unusual, patted my head happily and said, "But I see that you are no different from normal people, you can't be brain-dead." ”

"I'm lucky, I don't have congenital diseases, but I am a premature baby, I was born almost didn't survive, the dean said that I was born with a weak constitution, and because I was born prematurely, even if I was saved, I may not be able to afford a little illness, so I have been weak and sick since I was a child, skinny, I can't stand on my feet, and I am sick all day long, and no one wants to adopt me. I think the reason my parents abandoned me was probably because they were afraid that I wouldn't live long. ”

"I see that you have a hippie smile all day long, which looks like a person who is born weak, and he doesn't forget to take advantage of me when he is sick."

"As soon as I saw Senior Sister, my illness was all cured."

I couldn't help but want to grab the goddess's hand, but she raised her leg and kicked me away mercilessly, scolding coquettishly: "Stinky rascal, are you born with hooliganism!" ”

"Yes, I was born with hooliganism, and it is still incurable."

I didn't have the face to smile at her.

"Then I'll help you heal it now!"

Diane picked up the pillow and smashed it at me, I didn't dodge or shout pain, still smiled at her, she angrily hit me directly on the shoulder, as a result, this punch hurt Dianne enough, she screamed in pain, while rubbing her little hand while glaring at me angrily and said: "Rascal, aren't you weak and sickly, why are your bones so hard." ”

"Senior sister, you are the one who wants to treat me, you are not good at medicine, can you blame me."

"Hmph, your illness can't be cured, just wait for death."

"The peony flower dies, and the ghost is also romantic."

Hehe, if the goddess you "heal" me every day, it would be worth it for me to die.

I boldly grabbed Diane's little hand and gently rubbed it for her, and she scolded the hooligan, but did not refuse.

"Are you such a hooligan to others?"

Holding the goddess's white and tender little hands, feeling her delicate skin, the goddess's white fingers made me reluctant to let go.