Xu Ruqing's original name was Ke Qing, and Shang Xiangyun took her to her second marriage before she got her current name. After Ke Xinrong's death, Shang Xiangyun sold the house on the shore and failed to pay off the debt. She could only take Xiao Ke Qingdong to live in hiding in Tibet, without food and clothing. But even so, debt collectors often came to harass the poor mother and daughter, and Shang Xiangyun almost collapsed.

In desperation, or maybe she had enough of this kind of life, one night, while Xiao Keqing was asleep, she touched Xiao Keqing's forehead, and kissed her cheek reluctantly, and finally left a letter and left.

Xiao Ke Qing is only six years old and has no ability to survive on her own, just like that, she was forced into her uncle Ke Fenghua's house, her uncle was lukewarm to her, but Zhou Baimei hated Ke Qing when she saw her, and her cousin also called her around, never treating her as her own person, but feeling that there was just a subordinate in the family.

"Tut-tut" Zhou Baimei touched the coffee table in front of her, her brows immediately furrowed, and she squinted at Ke Qing, "Ke Qing, this table is so dirty, how did you wipe it!" Zhou Baimei was lying on the sofa on her back, comfortably crossing Erlang's legs, and snorting melon seeds, her eyes full of disgust and commanding Ke Qing, who had just finished school.

Ke Qing stopped mopping the floor in his hand, looked up at Zhou Baimei on the sofa, and whispered cautiously: "Auntie, the table has just been wiped." ”

Zhou Baimei got up and slapped Ke Qing's thin back, "I said that dirty is dirty, why don't you hurry up and finish cleaning and cooking!" ”

Tears kept rolling in her eyes, Ke Qing endured it very hard, she knew in her heart that if Zhou Baimei found herself crying, she would inevitably be beaten. After quickly wiping the floor and hanging the mop on the balcony, Ke Qing turned around and went into the kitchen.

The cupboard is indeed a little taller for Ke Qing, who is only 6 years old, she moved a high bench, stood up slowly, and finally reached the cabinet door. She trembled and hugged the stack of dishes in her arms, and was about to get off the stool, but she didn't step on one of them steadily, and even fell to the ground with the bowl. Ke Qing endured the heart-piercing pain in his arm, and gritted his teeth without screaming.

But the sound of jingling bells and breaking dishes has attracted Zhou Baimei.

Zhou Baimei opened the kitchen door and saw the broken dishes, she was angry, reached out and pulled Ke Qing who was curled up on the ground, and casually picked up a rolling pin and waved it at Ke Qing, scolding while hitting her mouth: "You can't do a little thing well, no wonder you don't even want your mother anymore, your mother is a broom star!" You're a drag bottle!! ”

Ke Qing finally resisted, her mother was the last bottom line in her heart, she pushed Zhou Baimei away with all her might, looked up at Zhou Baimei with a sour face in front of her, she was like a little beast that was finally angered, panting rapidly, staring at her eyes and shouting loudly, "My mother didn't want me, my mother is not a broom star!" With that, he turned his head and ran out.

Ke Qing knelt beside the sand pile, the rain dripping, smashing the sand into potholes. She raised her head and looked at the gray sky, the raindrops hit her face like this, the rain became heavier and heavier, Ke Qing finally couldn't help but raise her head and cry.

Has the rain stopped? Ke Qing opened his red and swollen eyes crying, it turned out that it wasn't the rain that had stopped. Above his head is a goose-yellow umbrella, the person holding the umbrella is a little girl who looks about the same age as himself, Ke Qing looked at the girl's bright eyes full of aura, looking at the girl in front of him who was dressed exquisitely and smiled gently, Ke Qing was stunned for a while.

Chi Yingyue, a girl in the same class as Ke Qing, Ke Qing has never had the courage to contact her, she always sits quietly in her seat, surrounded by boys and girls in the class, compared to herself, she looks too beautiful, and she is completely a person from two worlds.

Chi Yingyue saw that Ke Qing didn't make any movement, reached out and pulled her up, and hurriedly wiped the rain on Ke Qing's face with her little hand, her gentle movements were full of distress.

For Ke Qing, Chi Yingyue is light.

Chi Yingyue's home is on the outskirts of the city, and there are relatively few households around, and the houses are all two-story villas with beige and brick red. When Ke Qing reacted, he was already sitting in the living room of Chi Yingyue's house. Zheng Xin couldn't bear to see the bruises and purple on the child's arms and legs, so he took Ke Qing home.

"Your name is Qingqing, right?" Zheng Xin touched Ke Qing's head, and her movements were very gentle, "Qingqing, this is the pajamas that Auntie just bought for Yueyue, you can change them first, can you sleep with Yueyue here tonight?" Zheng Xin said and put her pajamas beside her.

Ke Qing nodded stunnedly, she really didn't want to go back to her uncle's house, she didn't want to see Zhou Baimei's aggressive appearance.

"Yueyue, you take Qingqing upstairs to change your clothes, and come down to eat after changing." After Zheng Xin finished speaking, he turned his head to Ke Qingyingying and smiled: "Qingqing, just treat this place as your home." ”

Chi Yingyue took over the task, picked up her clothes and ran upstairs with Xu Ruqing.

Ke Qing was wearing a cute pink nightdress, sitting upright on the sofa, she just looked at Chi Yingyue who was holding a towel to wipe her hair in front of her, Shang Xiangyun stuffed herself to relatives at home, and everyone has been so gentle with her for a long time.

"Yueyue, Dad has brewed the ginger tea and brought it to your little classmate." Chi De's voice came from the kitchen.

"yes, okay." Ji Yingyue turned her head and said in the direction of the kitchen. Then he turned back to Ke Qing and said, "Ke Qing, you wait for me." With that, he put down his towel, got up and ran to the kitchen.

Ke Qing had a messy long hair, looking left and right through the gap in his hair, the smooth and white wall hung with the wedding photos of Chi Yingyue's parents, the photo frame next to the TV was a single photo of Chi Yingyue, all kinds of books on the shelves on both sides of the TV were neatly arranged, the goose-yellow light reflected the extra warmth of this home, and the smell of rice wafted from the kitchen, Xu Ruqing swallowed his saliva unconsciously. I would also like a home like this.

Chi Yingyue sat next to Ke Qing and watched Ke Qing finish a large cup of ginger tea in one go, afraid that she would choke too quickly, so she hurriedly smoothed her back.

Zheng Xin helped Chi De bring the dishes to the table in the center of the living room, turned around and went into the kitchen again and brought out a large bowl of soup.

Zheng Xin sandwiched a piece of pork ribs and put it in Ke Qing's small bowl, "Qingqing, eat more meat, you are too thin." As he spoke, he sandwiched a piece of Coke chicken wings into Ke Qing's bowl, "Let's see if Auntie's cooking is delicious, and give Auntie some advice." ”

Sitting in front of this sumptuous dinner, Ke Qing finally couldn't hold back her tears, she hadn't felt the warmth of home for a long time.

After her father Ke Xinrong died, Shang Xiangyun took her to live a messy life every day, not to mention that she was in the mood to cook a meal for her. After being sent to his uncle's house, Ke Qing didn't dare to expect Zhou Baimei to take care of himself like this.

Chi Yingyue saw Ke Qing crying, and hurriedly stretched out her little hand to wipe her tears.

Zheng Xin looked at Ke Qing and remembered that Ke Qing was kneeling and crying in the sand pile of the community just now, and her heart was even more sad: How much grievance this child has suffered.

At night, a small night light was left in the room on the bedside table. Chi Yingyue thought that Ke Qing was asleep, so she stood up and tucked the quilt for her, and then retracted into her small quilt and whispered "good night".

"Ring, ring, ring~" A few crisp bells for the end of class pulled Xu Ruqing back to reality from his memories. She could feel the gaze of Ji Yingyue behind her, which was very hot.

If that hadn't happened, maybe we'd always be so good.