I want to capture the heroine after traveling through time

Ling Linyi carefully carried the child in her arms and hurried to the door of the Kangle Orphanage she had mentioned before. She took a deep breath and was about to raise her hand to knock on the door, but she found that the door suddenly opened slowly.

The old door slowly opened, and a kind-looking middle-aged woman emerged. Her face should have been filled with warmth and kindness, but at that moment, her eyes were flushed and slightly moist, as if she had just experienced a long and painful sob. Tears glistened in the corners of her eyes, gently sliding down her cheeks, leaving two faint tear marks.

The middle-aged woman slowly raised her head, her gaze vacant. At that moment, her eyes unexpectedly met those of a figure standing at the orphanage's entrance. That figure was Ling Linyi, standing there quietly, as cold and stern as an iceberg. Her features were stunning, cold and profound, like a meticulously crafted work of art. Especially beneath her narrow eyebrows lay a pair of eyes as bright as cold stars, so icy that anyone dared not approach.

Even more striking was the little girl Ling Linyi was holding in his arms. This girl, Xiaohua, had once been a beloved child at this orphanage. However, not long ago, fate had cruelly dragged her into a nightmare: she was abducted by despicable human traffickers and had never been heard from again. Now, Ling Linyi had brought her back to this familiar place.

"Xiaohua!" The director's mother recognized her beloved child at a glance, her voice trembling with excitement. She ignored everything else and immediately ran towards Ling Linyi with big strides.

Ling Linyi nodded slightly and said softly: "She was abducted by the hateful human traffickers. Fortunately, I found her in time and rescued her. I heard her mention by chance that she was in this... welfare home." Having said this, she paused slightly, as if she thought for a moment, and finally decided to say the name "welfare home".

Upon hearing this, the director's mother was surprised and delighted, tears instantly bursting out. She nodded repeatedly to express her heartfelt gratitude to Ling Linyi, and at the same time looked at Xiaohua with concern, asking anxiously, "How is Xiaohua now? Is she injured?"

"No, don't worry, she is not injured. She may have been frightened and has fallen asleep now." Ling Linyi explained as he gently handed the little flower in his arms to the dean's mother.

Just after returning the person, he seemed to feel the child's eyelids move, and Ling Linyi only paused briefly.

After completing the handover, Ling Linyi turned around, a hint of tenderness gleaming in his star-like eyes. The corners of his mouth curled up slightly, and he offered the Dean's mother a smile as warm as the spring sun. Then, she gently waved her right hand, bidding her farewell. Then, with light steps, he gradually blended into the bustling crowd. In a moment, her slender figure disappeared at the end of the street, like a shooting star streaking across the sky, instantly vanishing.

However, shortly after Ling Linyi left, Xiaohua, who had been in a coma, slowly opened her eyes. Seeing the concerned look on the Dean's face, she immediately broke into a brilliant smile and cheerfully called out, "Dean's Mom! I missed you so much!" The clear, melodious voice was as beautiful as the sound of a yellow oriole escaping a valley.

Hearing Xiaohua's cry, the director's mother's heart finally settled down. She quickly reached out, gently stroked Xiaohua's forehead, and said softly, "You naughty boy, don't run out casually anymore. Xiaojiang wants a lollipop, just tell the director mother, I'll buy it for him. You're just a little kid, it's so dangerous to go out alone, what if you get kidnapped by bad guys?" As she said this, the director's mother deliberately frowned, pretending to be very serious.

Xiaohua nodded obediently and replied in a low voice like a child who had done something wrong: "I understand, Dean Mom, I won't run around anymore."

"By the way, Dean Mama, how did I get back here? Was it Sister Liu Lin who sent me back?"

After hearing Xiaohua's words, the headmistress couldn't help but misunderstand, thinking that Liulin was Ling Linyi's real name. She nodded slightly in agreement, a kind smile spreading across her face as she softly replied, "That's right, Xiaohua. A strikingly beautiful young lady did indeed bring you back safely. So, Xiaohua, have you expressed your sincere gratitude to that kind lady?"

"Wow, it's actually true!" Upon hearing the director's mother's description, Xiaohua immediately recalled the sudden, sweet voice that sounded like a gentle angel descending from the sky, and the smile on her lips grew even wider. However, when she recalled the tall and elegant figure she had just glimpsed in her daze, Xiaohua's mood suddenly fell. She muttered with a hint of frustration, "Oh, I didn't even get to say thank you to her..."

"Don't worry, Xiaohua." Seeing Xiaohua's worried look, the director's mother extended her warm and generous hands, gently stroking Xiaohua's head, and then comforted her in an extremely gentle voice: "It's okay, Xiaohua. If we have the chance to meet that kind sister again in the future, we will thank her then!"

"Yes!" Xiaohua's heart, restless, finally settled a little after hearing the director's kind words. She nodded obediently, softly responding like a docile little rabbit. At that moment, a resolute thought, like a tenacious seed, quietly took root deep within Xiaohua's young heart and began to sprout and grow. No matter what, even if the road ahead was filled with difficulties and obstacles, she would do everything in her power to find this sister named Liulin and repay her for the deep kindness she had shown her.

Time flew by, and in the blink of an eye, it was the next day. Unexpectedly, the orphanage received an incredibly large donation! The amount was beyond imagination, enough to support the entire orphanage and even last ten lifetimes. Even more surprising, the mysterious donor pledged to continue donating as long as the orphanage needed it! This unexpected good news spread quickly throughout the orphanage, and everyone's face was filled with joy and gratitude.

However, the director's mother didn't squander this hard-earned donation. She knew the money meant so much to the orphanage and the children, and every penny needed to be spent wisely. So, her first thought was to fulfill the children's long-cherished wish—tasting a delicious burger. When the children took their first bite of the soft bun and tasted the juicy patty, smiles of happiness and satisfaction spread across their faces.

After satisfying the children's appetites, the director began to purchase the urgently needed items for the welfare home. From daily necessities to school supplies, everything was carefully selected to provide the children with better living and learning conditions.

After completing the necessary purchases, the director's mother had an even grander plan: to renovate the orphanage. She planned to expand the children's rooms and purchase new bunk beds. This way, each child would no longer be crowded together, but would have their own relatively independent space. She also decided to install heating. The existing house had poor insulation, and every winter, the cold would be relentless, leaving the children shivering.

In addition, the director mother also wanted to buy new clothes for the children so that they could wear beautiful and neat clothes like other ordinary children and enjoy the love and care they deserve. Moreover, more importantly, the director mother was determined to send the children to school so that they could receive a good education and open the door to a bright future.

However, even as everything progressed smoothly, a mystery lingered in the director's mind: who was this generous donor? Curiously, the donor had chosen to remain anonymous. After much deliberation, the director decided to let it go. After all, since the donor didn't want to reveal their identity, they must have had some unspoken reasons or personal considerations. Perhaps maintaining this aura of secrecy was a form of kindness. As long as the children benefited and had a better life, nothing else mattered.