novelraw Chapter 289: You Are Many Years Late (8)
Chapter 289: You Are Many Years Late (8)
Qiao Mo nodded, "What was I like when I was little?"Hearing this, he smiled.
"When you were little, your temper was even worse than now. While everyone else played together, you alone liked to stand under a tree."
"That very tree..."
Fu Nancheng pointed to it; it was a very large, old pagoda tree.
"You always liked to hold a doll, stand under the tree, and watch others play, never joining in the fun."
Qiao Mo was slightly stunned, truly unaware she was like that as a child.
Fu Nancheng gently curled his lips, as if recalling something.
The first time he set foot here, many children in the orphanage looked at him with curiosity and friendliness.
Except her, who just stood under the tree with a fresh, dewy face, and looked at him indifferently.
He still clearly remembers, she wore a white dress, had two braided pigtails, and held a pink-clad rabbit doll, her gaze icy unlike what one would expect from a child her age.
He instinctively glanced at her, easily sensing her presence from afar.
But she just indifferently withdrew her gaze, seemingly uninterested in looking at him another time.
Back then, the Fu family faced a great upheaval, his parents unfortunately passed away, he was pursued and attacked, and was temporarily placed in this orphanage to recover.
As time went on, he couldn’t help but focus his attention on her.
She seemed out of place here, whether in study or play, always an outsider. Her face so exquisitely detailed was rarely adorned with a smile, as if she was born not knowing how to please others.
When people visited the orphanage, bringing many gifts, almost all the children swarmed forward, but she just stood blankly aside.
The director occasionally distributed toys, and she never vied for them, just guarded her own belongings, watching coldly.
Until one day, a couple took a special liking to her and planned to adopt a child.
Before leaving, they gave her a beautiful doll.
And that was the first time he saw her show her claws.
After the couple left, some older kids wanted her doll, as for the children in the orphanage at the time, her doll was incredibly beautiful.
But she wouldn’t give it up, grabbing the other’s hair and started fighting with several children.
Her white dress was covered in dirt, she took quite a few punches but stubbornly refused to let go, formidable beyond measure.
Until the orphanage teacher came out to scold them, the other kids cried loudly, yet she stood quietly as if nothing happened.
Only her small face was bruised in places, inexplicably making one feel tender pain.
Hearing him speak in a deep voice, Qiao Mo couldn’t help but smile, "I was like that when I was little?"
"Yes, just as unlikable as now." Fu Nancheng looked at her and spoke lightly.
Qiao Mo snorted, pouting slightly.
How was she unlikable...
Fu Nancheng gently curled his lips, holding her small hand, "But childhood and now aren’t the same. Back then, at most, I just wanted to tease you. Now..."
Qiao Mo closed her mouth tight, looking at him silently.
"Now I just want to pin you beneath me and ravish you thoroughly."
"Fu... Fu Nancheng..."
His voice was husky, particularly alluring, his dark eyes locking onto her as if she could never escape this place in her life.