Please help Mary Suwen, ordinary people bravely enter the aristocratic academy, and let the big guys from all walks of life break the rules! ! ! [Adoration][Adoration][Admiration]
Please help Mary Suwen, ordinary people bravely enter the aristocratic academy, and let the big guys from all walks of life break the rules! ! ! [Adoration][Adoration][Admiration]
Please help Mary Suwen, ordinary people bravely enter the aristocratic academy, and let the big guys from all walks of life break the rules! ! ! [Adoration][Adoration][Admiration]
The heroine in this book is from a lower class background and enters a noble academy. She has a system, but she is just going against the routine. The heroine does not completely follow the system. The heroine has a clear mind and is not easy to fool. She really fulfills the saying that my destiny is up to me! The male protagonists are so fond of it that they can't let it go [Adoration][Adoration][Admiration][Admiration]
Li Guanqi's hand froze in the air, and what came to his fingertips was not the warm food box as expected, but the pitted and stiff touch of dead skin. The icy temperature was even more biting than the surrounding snow. It instantly spread all over his body along his fingertips, making him feel like he was falling into an ice cave. The smile on his face froze completely, then shattered and peeled off, revealing the pale and helpless reality underneath. His lips trembled uncontrollably, his teeth knocked together, making a soft "clucking" sound, and his whole body swayed violently like a fallen leaf in the wind. "Uh... Ho..." He made an uncontrollable gasping sound in his throat, as if his throat was being strangled by invisible hands. After a moment of dead silence, there was a collapse-like explosion. He suddenly retracted his hand, as if he was burned, and fell backward into the snow. Then, as if he couldn't believe it, and as if driven by the last hope, he rushed forward again, his hands trembling even more, but he groped the cold body more eagerly. He touched the rough, frozen linen clothes, the bony arms, and a face that was equally cold, but with vaguely familiar outlines—high cheekbones, sunken cheeks, and slightly parted lips, with the last traces of pain or silent cry remaining. It's the mute mother-in-law! That mute mother-in-law who was also struggling at the bottom of Zhao's house and was often looked down upon by others because she couldn't speak, would always secretly save a little bit of trivial food and secretly feed it to him, the "little blind man"! How could it be... When she secretly touched his head yesterday, her hand was clearly still warm... The huge grief and fear were like ice picks, piercing his young body. Hot tears welled up instantly, soaking the black cloth that covered his eyes, and quickly turned cold on his cold cheeks. But he bit his lip and did not cry. In the back alley of Zhao Mansion, tears are the most useless thing. Crying will only attract more disgust and even beatings. This is something he learned at a very young age. He just knelt down next to the corpse of the mute old woman, and pressed his forehead deeply on the shoulder of the cold and stiff corpse. His thin body twitched violently, and he let out an extremely suppressed, animal-like whimper. Snow fell silently, trying to gently cover the traces of this human tragedy. Zhao Qing looked at this scene, and the trace of unbearability in his eyes was eventually replaced by stronger indifference and self-preservation. He tightened his grip on the copper coins buckled in his sleeves, and spoke in a dry voice with a deliberate alienation: "Little blind man... Don't blame Brother Qing for being cruel. The housekeeper in the mansion said that this old mute stole the master's things and died of fright. It's a blessing that he didn't throw them in a mass grave to feed wild dogs." He paused and glanced at the four copper coins on the ground, as if to make amends for himself: "Take this money... Take it, at least... Roll up a straw mat for her, and find a place to bury it. It's like... You guys got to know each other." After saying that, he seemed to be afraid of being exposed to some bad luck, and did not dare to take another look at the kneeling trembling young man and the cold body. He turned around hurriedly, opened the back door and stepped in. Crunch - bang! The heavy wooden door closed again, completely cutting off the misery and coldness outside. The world returned to silence, leaving only the sound of wind and snow, and the boy's suppressed, broken breathing. Li Guanqi slowly raised his head and "looked" at the closed back door. Although there was eternal darkness in front of him, he seemed to be able to "see" the high-walled courtyard behind the red door and feel the biting heat. His trembling hands once again touched the cold face of the mute mother-in-law, and he carefully brushed away the snow from her eyebrows, as gently as if he was afraid of disturbing her sleep. Then, his fingers touched four copper coins scattered aside. The copper coins were cold, but they seemed to have the residual warmth of Zhao Qing's charity. The young man fumbled and held the cold copper coins tightly in his palm until the edges of the coins were almost embedded in his flesh. Huge grief, powerless anger, bone-chilling cold, and the heavy "responsibility" he was forced to accept in this desperate situation were like raging undercurrents, rushing crazily in his seemingly fragile body. He was still kneeling in the snow, where the only warmth had gone. Under the blindfold, no one could see the emotions surging in his eyes. Only the tight, bloodless thin lips and the tightly clenched, even slightly trembling fists revealed what kind of storm was brewing in the body of this seemingly weak and blind boy. The snow was getting heavier, almost burying him and the corpse he was guarding. In this snow-covered Beiliang City, outside this wealthy gate, something about a child seems to have died along with the mute mother-in-law. And something deeper, colder, and harder is quietly growing in this extreme cold and pain. (Hints on possible future development directions): Mysterious black cloth: Why is the boy blindfolded? Is it a disability? Is it a seal? Or some kind of protection or curse? This black cloth may be related to his special life experience or ability.
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🦋Rebirth is to break out of the cocoon and become light, to find the original self in the ruins. Not for change, just for blooming. Tear off the old labels, fold the paper crane into the distance, every step is a new life, and let the people who hurt me get retribution a thousand times.
🦋Rebirth is to break out of the cocoon and become light, to find the original self in the ruins. Not for change, just for blooming. Tear off the old labels, fold the paper crane into the distance, every step is a new life, and let the people who hurt me get retribution a thousand times.
🦋Rebirth is to break out of the cocoon and become light, to find the original self in the ruins. Not for change, just for blooming. Tear off the old labels, fold the origami crane into the distance, every step is a new life upward, and let the people who hurt me get retribution a thousand times.