Staying at my best friend's house, she was spotted by her gangster uncle

Lu Zetian didn’t smoke before, or rather, he didn’t smoke often, only when he was upset.

The moment I lit it, I seemed to feel the emptiness. Doing something boring might fill it up.

“No smoking here.”

A voice came from behind and he turned his head sharply.

She was seen wearing a white gown with her hair tied up, revealing only her bare face.

"Feel sorry."

Judging from her clothes, she should be a nun, but her clothes are different from other nuns.

The other nuns wore black gowns with a small amount of white showing at the collar.

And she was dressed in white, including her scarf.

She was leading a child who looked to be a few years old.

"There are a lot of children here, smoking will affect them."

Today is the orphanage benefit, a charity event caring for children is held here.

Lu Zetian threw the cigarette butt on the ground and stomped it out, feeling a little embarrassed.

These children look very pitiful, with their childish little faces, and their longing and confusion for the future.

She nodded, picked up the cigarette butt on the ground, threw it into the trash can beside her, and led the child away.

Her back looked a little too pale. Lu Zetian stood there and watched for a long time until she disappeared.

Her name is Murong Yue, and she just returned from studying abroad.

She is not a nun, but a volunteer in the church. She usually does charity activities to help those in need.

She often comes here whenever she has free time.

Her last name is Murong. Just by hearing her last name, you can tell that she must be from a big family and of noble status.

Of course, it is true.

Murong Yue is the youngest heir of the Murong family, and her family's strength is on par with that of the Lu family.

Belonging to two directions, their family is more interested in doing something meaningful.

For example, charity or volunteering.

Murong Yue has an older brother and three older sisters, although they are half sisters.

But as the youngest daughter, she was also born in old age.

Murong Yue is 23 years old, an age without worries, free from the constraints of family and the torture of love.

She has never been in a relationship and spends more time doing volunteer work.

She aspires to do a hundred good deeds, and volunteering is one of them.

Perhaps it is because they have not experienced the hardships of life and have not seen the evil of the world, so they still retain the kindness in their hearts.

People always believe that the world is a beautiful place, and if they can make others happy through themselves, it is nothing more than a meaningful thing.

Lu Zetian has also worked as a volunteer. When he was abroad, he often went to welfare homes to help homeless children.

I saw the most precious kindness and rare smile in them.

Lu Zetian was not indifferent. He used to be just like that girl, with ideals and ambitions.

Responsibility forced him to become a different person; cold-blooded and indifferent, this was the first lesson society taught him.

Now he has long lost his social responsibilities because he has more important things on his shoulders and has to become like this.

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I originally thought that they were two unrelated people, living in different worlds and unable to create sparks.

But an unexpected encounter allowed them to have a deeper understanding of each other.

Lu Zeyu married Leng Ci and moved to their new house, a sea view villa.

Lu Zetian was a little uncomfortable with the absence of the chattering all day long.

How I once wished she would be quiet, and now I long for her to appear.

Besides him, his parents were obviously also a little uncomfortable.

He always mentioned her intentionally or unintentionally, and then fell silent while talking.

This family seems to be missing one person and having one more person.

Lu Zetian is no longer old enough to live with his parents, but he still chooses to stay with them.

Apart from work, I can't find anything else that interests me, just like a walking corpse.

What is the meaning of life? Maybe he has lost it long ago.

The car was driving on the road, watching the people hurrying by.

They carry different stories and interpret different lives in every corner.

Passing by the church, this white and pure place can purify every lonely person.

Lu Zetian walked in, a little surprised.

Why did he come here? He just wanted to find the meaning of life.

"1, 2, 3 little duck..."

As I walked in, I could hear some sounds, including the chattering of children.

"4, 5, 6, quack quack quack ..."

Laughter is very healing, like the sound of nature, cleansing.

Lu Zetian walked in the direction of the sound, step by step, becoming clearer and clearer.

"Shall we draw a duck?"

"Good~"

A group of children were sitting on the grass, and a woman in white nun's uniform was standing in the middle.

The sunlight was warm, shining on her body, emitting light that was very dazzling.

Her smile was warm and had an inexplicable affinity. Strangely enough, maybe this was magic.

Lu Zetian was infected, and his long-frozen heart seemed to feel the sunshine.

I haven't seen such a pure smile for a long time. The last time I saw it was in an orphanage abroad.

She looked at every child in front of her, and the tenderness in her eyes could be imagined.

These are deaf children who cannot even communicate in the most basic way.

The oldest was ten years old and the youngest was two or three years old. They were all abandoned and kissed by God.

They live in their own world and are not disturbed.

"Congcong is awesome, the painting is so beautiful."

Give them encouragement and don't be stingy with every compliment.

"Sister, I drew it."

"Great! That's amazing."

A little girl ran over and stood in front of Lu Zetian:

"Uncle~ This is what I drew. Is it beautiful?"

This little girl is deaf in one ear, but she seems smarter than normal people.

Lu Zetian squatted down, took her painting and looked at it carefully:

"Why didn't you draw a duck?"

The little girl smiled embarrassedly:

"I want to draw a small flower and give it to my sister."

She pointed to a woman in a white nun's robe standing in the middle of the crowd.

Lu Zetian also looked over:

"She is your sister?"

The little girl smiled:

"No, it's the nun here. She's very nice and often brings us here. We all like her."

Is she a nun?

Lu Zetian retracted his gaze and looked at the little girl in front of him:

"You draw very well. You will definitely be a painter in the future."

This is a word of encouragement. The little girl took over and said:

"I don't want to be a painter, I want to be a bride."

bride?

How could a little girl of this age even think about these things?

"why?"

The little girl whispered in his ear:

"I like you and I want to marry you when I grow up."

Lu Zetian didn't know whether to be happy or sad. Was he really going to find his bride from the kindergarten?

Before I could respond, I was interrupted by a sudden voice:

"Hello, would you like to join us?"

Murong Yue stood in front of him, as clean as a piece of white paper.

With a smile on his face, he looked no different from these simple children.

What kind of life can allow her to be so carefree?