Quick Travel: Destiny for Thirty Lifetimes

The orphanage has two houses, front and back. The front is a large flat where the children live. After passing a large courtyard, there is a two-story building at the back. The first floor is the canteen where the children eat, and the second floor is the residence of some staff members and the director's room.

Lian Qingyang was not allowed to go to the second floor, so after leaving the cafeteria, he wandered around the entertainment facilities in the yard. Although these facilities were old, he had never had the chance to play with them before. The place he most often stayed was the corner nearby, holding his bruised body and watching others play.

He didn't touch the facilities, but just stood there for a while. He heard the footsteps of several people behind him, mixed with their voices. The boys, who were about thirteen or fourteen years old, were in the voice change period. Their hoarse voices and loud voices made even Qingyang's temples throb. He turned around expressionlessly and stared at those people.

A few weeks ago, those people might have looked at Lian Qingyang with disdain and made a few sarcastic remarks, or even dragged him over and beat him up. However, now that they have been secretly retaliated against several times, their eyes become vague and their legs become weak when they see Lian Qingyang. They looked at each other, pushed each other, and turned around to go back to their rooms.

"Stop." Lian Qingyang's voice was not loud, but it made several people stop. However, no one dared to turn around. They relied on their numbers to bully the weak and were typical people who were afraid of the strong and bullied the weak.

Lian Qingyang simply walked around them and came up to them. He pointed at one person and watched the man grow increasingly panicked before blurting out a few words: "Help me push the swing."

The man nodded hurriedly and followed Lian Qingyang to the back of the swing. As soon as Lian Qingyang got on the swing, he started to push it. He didn't dare to touch Lian Qingyang's back, but only dared to pull the swing chain to swing back and forth. Lian Qingyang felt the breeze on his face as the swing was swinging, and slowly closed his eyes, ignoring the people who were standing aside and staring at him.

After playing for a while, Lian Qingyang called a halt and asked someone else to play on the seesaw with him. Each subsequent activity was accompanied by a different player, and after the five people had rotated, Lian Qingyang had had enough. Summer nights come late, and dinners come early, so he could even watch the sunset after playing for a while.

He was just feeling a little tired, so Lian Qingyang took the lead and walked towards the house in front. The others followed silently behind him, each of them keeping their mouths shut.

After playing like this for several days, those people vaguely regarded Lian Qingyang as their big brother. They always followed Lian Qingyang around and sometimes even gave him their own food, but he refused.

*

"Brother, there's a new person here." Lian Qingyang was taking a nap when he was woken up by a boy with a hoarse voice. He opened his eyes with a frown, made an impatient "tsk" sound, sat up, got out of bed and went out.

When the sunlight hit him, he subconsciously covered his eyes. After he adjusted himself, he looked towards the door. A ragged child was standing there with his head down. In front of him was the dean. He didn't know what the dean said, but the child suddenly raised his head. His face was covered with stains, and his hair was slightly long, almost covering his eyes. He pursed his lips and nodded.

The dean turned around, looked towards the house, then lowered his head and said a few words to the child. The child then looked over here and met the eyes of Lian Qingyang who was squinting.

Although Lian Qingyang was often bullied, the cook always prepared special meals for him. In addition, no one dared to mess with him recently, and his clothes were relatively neat and clean, which formed a sharp contrast with the child at the door.

But after Lian Qingyang looked into his eyes, he inexplicably felt an electric shock. He felt a little strange. After all, Meng Linchen's family was wealthy, so there was no way he would come here. And that electric shock was like meeting someone with a similar soul. He had never had this feeling in his previous small world, nor had he ever had such a feeling for the goal of redemption. Lian Qingyang frowned, retracted his gaze, turned and went into the house.

Seeing his attitude towards the newcomer, those "little brothers" thought that Lian Qingyang looked down on the newcomer, so they decided not to treat the newcomer well in the future, and even looked at each other, and had the idea of ​​playing a prank on him.

The child at the door, however, watched Lian Qingyang enter the house from behind. His clear eyes were filled with complex emotions. After the figure disappeared, he looked up at the dean and said indifferently, "I understand. Thank you for taking me in."

*

Lian Qingyang originally didn't care about the new kid. If he hadn't noticed that the kid was inexplicably injured, and the few people following him always disappeared for a while, and realized that they had started bullying again, he would have warned them and taken the initiative to talk to the kid, and inexplicably started to care about the kid. He wouldn't have been bothered by the kid afterwards.

The child looked about the same height as him, always wearing dirty clothes, and always lowering his head to cover his face, which was always covered with dirt. Lian Qingyang couldn't stand it at first, so he asked him to wash his face and gave him clean clothes. However, the next day, the child would return to his old state, which made Lian Qingyang very frustrated.

Fortunately, after getting to know each other better, the child took the initiative to tell Lian Qingyang his name: Duan Zhuo.

The name sounded familiar, and Lian Qingyang thought of Meng Linchen's "white moonlight" in the plot. What was her name? Duan Zhuo. He was born into a wealthy family, his background several times higher than Meng Linchen's. Handsome and knowledgeable, he stood out among the children of the aristocratic families at a young age. He was aloof and aloof from women, truly a "white moonlight."

However, when Lian Qingyang looked at the person in front of him, he had nothing to do with the white moonlight in the plot. However, after washing his face, he had a somewhat delicate, soft and handsome appearance.

He didn't ask any more questions, just nodded, and then asked patiently: "Why do you always smear dirty things on your face? Why don't you wear the clean clothes I gave you?"

Duan Zhuo lowered his head and twisted his fingers, without answering Lian Qingyang.

Lian Qingyang sighed like a master, reached out and touched Duan Zhuo's clean and soft hair, and did not ask any more questions. He just gently pulled his hand and took him to the swing: "Let's play on the swing?"

After saying that, he pushed Duan Zhuo to sit on the swing, and sat on the one next to him. He then waved to a few people not far away, asking them to help push the swing, which gradually calmed Duan Zhuo's emotions.

If Duan Zhuo is really the white moonlight after Meng Linchen, Lian Qingyang should have stayed away from Duan Zhuo. That's the logic, but maybe it was because the first glance of attraction was too profound, Lian Qingyang still didn't act according to logic.

After letting those boys do small things to atone for their sins for a month, Lian Qingyang no longer allowed them to follow him or call him "big brother". He just grabbed a few of them and asked them to read books. The books were brought by the cook. The orphanage did not allow them to go to school, but if they could get their own learning supplies, no one would stop them from studying.