Ti passed by little by little, and the closer it was to ten o’clock, the faster Cheng Su’s heart beat. Her eyes were constantly fixed on the front door, and whenever sothing passed by, she would jump up and stare, full of anticipation.
But no, no one ca, not even a dog.
The clock pointed to ten o’clock, and Cheng Su still hadn’t waited for anyone. Her expectation began to fade, yet she still didn’t leave.
Perhaps sothing delayed them.
Cheng Su continued waiting, watching the door, quietly muttering to herself.
At ten thirty, no one ca, but a cat appeared. The kitten was all gray and white, with round eyes looking at her.
Maybe seeing Cheng Su was harmless, the kitten jumped over and squatted by her side, looking up at her.
Cheng Su smiled, reached out her hand, tentatively petted its head, and said, "Little cutie, where did you co from?"
"ow!"
The kitten enjoyed Cheng Su’s strokes, owed, and lazily lay down with its eyes half-closed.
Seeing this, Cheng Su petted it while saying, "Do you have a mother? Are you with your family? Let tell you a secret, I am from the future. I ca back to find myself, but I haven’t seen myself yet. Do you think I will et myself today?"
"Will I still be abandoned? Little kitten, I’m really scared, scared of being abandoned, and scared of not finding myself. If I can’t see myself, then who am I now?"
Zhuang Zhou dread he was a butterfly, and the butterfly dread it was Zhuang Zhou. Was she real or not?
Cheng Su buried her head in her knees and started to sob softly.
"ow, ow!"
The kitten reached out its paw to lick her hand, as if offering silent comfort.
Cheng Su’s tears flowed like a river.
At eleven, she still had not waited for anyone. She should be happy, shouldn’t she?
If no one cos, it ans she hasn’t been abandoned, but why does her heart feel so sad and afraid? Why do the tears fall again? This should be sothing to be happy about, shouldn’t it?
Cheng Su cried while looking at the big iron gate, and still, no one ca. It was so quiet here, as if forgotten, quiet enough to give a chill to the heart.
She finally couldn’t stop herself from crying out loud.
No one ca, then who is she? Who is she?
Fear and despair surged like a tide, surrounding Cheng Su completely.
She was scared because she felt like she didn’t exist. If she hadn’t been abandoned, she was just a ghostly soul, not knowing when she might disappear.
Cheng Su clutched herself tightly in fear, crying until she was out of breath.
"Girl, why are you crying? Why are you sitting here crying?" Suddenly, from behind, ca a gentle female voice, and soone patted her shoulder.
Hearing this voice, Cheng Su’s body stiffened. She slowly turned her head and a smiling face appeared before her eyes.
It was the director, the director when she was young, who dedicated her life to the orphanage.
mories rushed over wildly, the director holding her, lulling her to sleep, the scenes of the director applying dicine to her after a fall, the director teaching her to read and write, the director reading the Bible to her, and the director reluctantly sending her to school, and when she got into college, the director’s relieved expression...
Everything makes Cheng Su nostalgic. It was the director who gave her motherly love, caring for her growth. Cheng Su’s tears flowed down rapidly.
"Director!" She stood up and threw herself into her arms, crying, "I miss you so much, Director, I miss you so much!"
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