After dreaming of getting rich, I dressed up as a collapsed idol

She likes dancing, and with the encouragement of her parents and teachers, she was successfully admitted to the dance major.

After graduation, she returned to the school and became a teacher, teaching children to dance.

Today's class had just begun, and Zhou Keli taught the students new dance steps. While everyone was practicing, she saw a thin figure sitting alone in the corner of the dance studio with his hands hugging his legs.

Zhou Keli knew that the child's name was Mo You, and even in this special school, he was the most special one.

Mo You is not a congenitally deaf and mute girl, but a deaf-mute acquired disease, which is even more cruel for a child who could once hear the world.

Anyone can endure darkness if they have never seen the sun.

What is even more heartbreaking is that Mo You's father died in a fall while working in another place in order to earn money for his daughter's medical treatment.

At the mourning hall, her grandmother beat and scolded her, calling her a money-loser and the murderer who killed her own son.

Mo You might not have been able to hear what her grandmother was saying at that time, but the scene of the mother and daughter being surrounded by their own relatives and being cast with hateful gazes was deeply imprinted in her young mind.

From then on, her personality became increasingly withdrawn, and later on, she developed self-destructive tendencies.

The teachers at school had to pay more attention to this child and talk to her, but Mo You didn't like to communicate with anyone, and she had no hobbies except reading.

Why am I different from others?

Every deaf-mute child has had such thoughts, and Mo You's situation is even more serious because of family reasons.

Zhou Keli asked the other students to continue practicing. She walked to the thin figure, patted her gently, and then asked in sign language.

"What's wrong? Are you thinking about something? Can you talk to the teacher?"

The girl looked up at her, then put her head on her knees and looked out the door.

Zhou Keli felt a little worried when she saw her like this. It was obvious that after the child's mother took her out in October, she gradually became more energetic and her personality changed a little.

It seems like he is looking forward to the future.

But as November passed and December began, she became increasingly anxious and even hostile to the outside world, not allowing anyone to touch her things.

There is a clear gap between me and my classmates.

Now she is no longer anxious, but just depressed. She seems to have lost interest in everything, even books.

Zhou Keli could feel this disturbing aura coming from her, but she didn't know the specific situation and didn't know what to do.

When school is over, Lin'an School for the Deaf and Mute offers both boarding and day students.

Mo You's condition is not suitable for accommodation, so her mother usually comes to pick her up.

Zhou Keli was worried about her, so she walked out of the school with her and waited outside the school gate.

Today, Mother Mo came a little later than usual. The mother, who was riding an electric bike, expressed her gratitude to Zhou Keli before taking her daughter home.

The enthusiastic teacher watched the mother and daughter walk away and then sighed slightly.

How can we save this child?

……

Mo You and her mother live in an old residential area. As native Lin'an residents, they are fortunate to own a house of their own, otherwise it would be difficult to live in this city.

The community is surrounded by complete supporting facilities, including convenience stores, restaurants, and pharmacies.

Mother Mo brought Mo You to a nearby place, but instead of rushing home, she took her to the express delivery station.

"Wait here for me, Mommy's going to get something."

The girl didn't even move her eyes, just looked into the distance, and didn't nod.

Mother Mo was already accustomed to her attitude. She quickly walked into the express station and took out a package that was wrapped very tightly.

She didn't know what it was. The courier pickup number was sent to her mobile phone this afternoon, and she remembered that she didn't seem to buy anything.

After returning home, the daughter went into her room and slammed the door.

Mother Mo, who wanted to communicate with her daughter, sighed helplessly.

I put the vegetables I bought on the way in the kitchen and happened to look at the express delivery I brought back.

what?

With a bit of a strange thought, she found a pair of scissors and opened it.

A book appeared before my eyes.

She was stunned for a moment, then suddenly remembered something. She quickly opened the cover and saw content that made her want to cry.

—A gift for Moyou.

As a mother, she certainly knew the reason for her daughter's mood changes.

I took my daughter to Shanghai to attend a book signing event by her favorite writer. At the event, the young writer said he wanted to write a story specifically for my daughter.

My daughter was naturally happy and even became much more cheerful.

But as time went by, seeing that there were no new stories in the magazine, my daughter's mood became more and more depressed.

Even she herself thought that the other party might have just said it casually at the time and did not take it to heart.

Some even blamed the young writer, asking why he should have high expectations for his daughter if he couldn't achieve it.

Who would have known that the other party not only remembered this incident, but even published a book specifically about it.

On the title page, in addition to this line of printed words, there is also a handwritten paragraph.

[No one's life is always perfect, but you should always look forward.

If you are full of hope, you will be invincible.

There is also a somewhat abstract painting next to it, which shows two hands with their little fingers extended and hooked together.

"Momo."

Mother Mo shouted excitedly, then remembered that her daughter heard it.

She got up and went to her daughter's room, pushing the door open.

Ever since something bad happened, this door has never been able to be locked.

My girlfriend Mo You was sitting at the desk with half of the rope lying on the table.

She walked over gently and placed the book in front of her.

The daughter was startled and looked at her strangely.

Mother Mo used sign language to let her open the book and read it herself.

The girl moved slightly and slowly sat up. She seemed to have thought of something, and her dull eyes gradually lit up.

Slowly opening the cover, a smile suddenly appeared on the little face that had always been expressionless.

This ordinary mother saw the smile and touched the corner of her eyes.