The Jealous King System in Quick Transmigration Always Cuts Off My Romantic Relationships

Chapter 803 Hunting Yourself (25)

Growing up like this, Zhang Hongbao became insecure and timid.

Later, my mother also died.

The man who is both a grandfather and a father still beats him after drinking.

He couldn't take it anymore, so he ran away from home.

However, due to discrimination since childhood, Zhang Hongbao, who had not attended school for many days, was illiterate and had no skills. When he was starving outside, he began to beg.

Zhang Hongbao, who makes a living by begging, often goes hungry and cold.

Zhang Hongbao found a sheltered spot under a bridge in City A and made it his home.

They go out begging during the day and scavenge leftover bones and scraps from places where others eat late-night snacks to make a living.

One cold winter night, Zhang Hongbao felt that death was approaching him.

He closed his eyes with a hint of happiness.

For him, perhaps death would be the only relief.

He had absolutely no attachment to this world.

In his dazed state, he felt as if he had arrived in heaven.

Here you'll find beautiful little wooden houses; flowing water and clear skies; birdsong and fragrant flowers; and most importantly, a group of innocent, lively, kind, and friendly children.

These children were actually playing with him.

They still called him young master.

Zhang Hongbao found it extremely strange.

He was standing to the side, but no one could see him.

Those people only saw another side of him, and only played with that other side of him.

Then a noble and beautiful young woman walked out of the exquisite and stylish little wooden building and said gently, "Zhang Hongbao, come home for dinner."

Surrounded by many children, "he" happily replied, "Okay, Mom."

As he spoke, "he" said to the child next to him, "Okay, I'm going home for dinner now, I'm not playing anymore."

He happily lunged at the beautiful woman as he spoke.

Zhang Hongbao watched as "himself" and "his mother" walked towards the exquisite wooden house, tears welling in his eyes. He was so envious.

At this moment, Zhang Hongbao knew clearly that he was only dreaming.

He didn't even know if he would wake up from this dream; he was about to freeze to death.

He didn't want to wake up either.

He should just stay in this world.

Zhang Hongbao slowly followed in "his own" footsteps and walked towards the exquisite wooden building.

As Zhang Hongbao was walking, he suddenly felt a warmth in his body, as if something had entered him.

This thing made him feel incredibly comfortable and full of energy.

My stomach, which had been constantly pressed against my back, didn't seem so hungry anymore.

"what happened?"

The teenage Zhang Hongbao looked at his body and his hands with a puzzled expression.

Just then, a man ran over and grabbed Zhang Hongbao's hand: "Kid, what happened to you? What are you wearing? I've only been away on a business trip for a few days, how did you get into this state?"

Zhang Hongbao: ...

The man holding her hand tightly had eyes full of love and heartache, and tears were welling up in his eyes as he spoke.

Zhang Hongbao looked at the exquisite wooden building and suddenly understood.

This man must be the father of another "him".

The father, who was away on a business trip, saw him upon his return and mistakenly thought he was his son.

Zhang Hongbao: ...

Why couldn't so many children see him just now?
But this man can see him?

Is it fate that he and this man are destined to be together?

Or was it that warm thing that had just entered his body that allowed him to let others see it?

Tears streamed down Zhang Hongbao's father's face: "Son, what's wrong with you? Have you gone mad? Where's your mother?"

(End of this chapter)