Personality V: I will save everything

"What do you think, Valetta?" Natasha asked with a smile.

After finishing their daily practice, Valletta and Natasha did what every girl would do - go shopping. As they walked, they looked at the various goods on the street, looking for a suitable birthday gift for Jack.

Natasha held a burgundy dress in her hand. She walked to Valletta and showed her the beautiful dress. She smiled and said, "I think this dress is very suitable for Jake. Look at how bright the color is and how fashionable the style is."

Violetta looked at the dress carefully and shook her head. She said, "Hmm... I think the color is a little too bright and may not suit him. Besides, we have already chosen a lot of red clothes. Will this look too monotonous?"

Natasha listened to what Violetta said and nodded in agreement. She thought for a moment and said, "You're right. Maybe we should change to a different color or style of clothes. But it's not easy to find the right one!"

Valletta comforted him, "Don't worry, we still have time and can take our time to choose. As long as we put our heart into it, we will definitely find the most suitable gift for Qiu Ke."

Natasha smiled and thanked Violetta for her encouragement. She put the burgundy dress back to its original place and continued to look for other options with Violetta. Although they were a little worried that they could not find a satisfactory gift, they knew that as long as they were with each other, the process would become interesting and memorable.

But there was one thing that Valletta didn't know whether she should say or not. In fact, she felt that Natasha could just tie a bow around her.

But when this thought just popped up in Violetta's mind, she immediately slapped her head in her heart. How could she have such an idea?

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After shopping for a whole afternoon, the two girls finally chose their favorite gifts, but when they returned to the manor, they saw a shocking scene.

"Oh my God, honey, what's wrong with you?" Natasha didn't care about gifts at this moment. She just put the package in her hand on the ground and rushed to Jack's side.

Jake was sitting on the ground with a painful look on his face. His pants on one leg were pulled up, revealing a hideous wound. The blood stained the ground around him red. Lydia was squatting beside him, carefully examining the wound on his leg.

"Natasha, don't bother with him. This kid did it all by himself. Humph, he deserves it." Lydia glared at Jack fiercely, then exerted a little more force on her hands, causing Jack to cry out in pain.

It turned out that when Jack was chatting with Mike just now, he inadvertently mentioned some skills he had learned when he was still in the circus.

Well, to put it simply, it means riding a unicycle or a rolling wooden barrel.

After many years, Qiu Ke wanted to try if he could still do it like before. He didn't ask for a real performance, but at least he could step on it steadily.

However, it turned out that Qiu Ke overestimated himself.

He even forgot how to get on the unicycle. It was only with Mike supporting him that he managed to get on it.

However, this was just the beginning, and what happened next was even more ridiculous.

As soon as Joke got on, he lost his balance and fell forward. Mike was horrified to find that he could not control Joke's direction at all.

Joke seemed to have completely forgotten how to control the unicycle. His legs were pedaling frantically, as if he wanted to make the unicycle fly.

Mike tried desperately to hold Joke back, but Joke seemed to be pushed by an invisible force and rushed forward without looking back.

The whole scene turned into chaos, with people around exclaiming and laughing.

Joke's face was full of panic and helplessness. He tried to stop the wheelbarrow, but was unable to do so.

Finally, Joke and the unicycle hit an obstacle and fell to the ground.

The whole scene was a mess, and Jack was lying on the ground, gasping for breath with a dazed look on his face.

This scene makes people sigh that even former masters can fail sometimes!

But Qiu Ke still refused to accept this. He thought that he just hadn't stepped on it for a long time and that he could step on it again.

Then the same thing happened again, but there was a slight deviation at the end.

Just heard a crackling sound!

It would have been fine if Qiu Ke had just hit the wall, but contrary to expectations, the guy hit the window of the corridor on the first floor right on the spot and broke it.

Then, Joke's leg was injured.

"You should be thankful that you were the window that the prosthetic limb touched first."

If Joke's good leg had touched the glass first, his leg would have been a bloody mess by now. Fortunately, however, Joke's prosthetic leg touched the window first, and his prosthetic leg broke the window, while his other good leg was cut by the broken glass.

"Can't you be gentler? I'm a patient!" Joke protested.

"Who told you to be so careless? Do you feel the pain now?" Natasha looked at Qiu Ke with pity, and at the same time blamed him for being too careless.

"I just want to try my ability..." Qiu Ke said aggrievedly.

"Hmph, you should save your skills to coax the children instead of playing with your own body," Lydia said unhappily.

Under everyone's concern and reproach, Qiu Ke could only accept the treatment helplessly. Although he felt a little embarrassed, he still felt warm in his heart.

After all, it feels really good to have so many people care about his safety.

"Mike, are you okay?" Lisa asked worriedly. She noticed that Mike's expression had been a little strange since Jake fell for the first time.

However, when Joke decided to try again, Mike did not stop him. He waited until Joke's legs fell to the ground covered in blood. Mike's expression was as if he was trapped in a painful memory.

"Um...Sister Lydia, is Senior Joke's leg okay?" Mike asked worriedly.

"Don't worry, it's just a small wound. Although it bleeds a lot, it looks a little scary, but after my treatment, it won't even leave any scars." Lydia comforted.

Hearing this, Mike breathed a sigh of relief.

"It's okay, Mike." Jake lowered his voice and said to Mike in an inaudible tone, "It's not noisy here. I'll be fine."

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After everyone sent Senior Joke back to his room, Mike was finally able to find a deserted corner and cry silently.

Mike didn't want to cry at first, he just wanted to find a corner to be alone for a while, but he didn't expect that he had just sat there for a while before the tears could no longer be held back and kept falling from his eyes.

"Woooooooo..."

Tears slid down his cheeks and dripped onto the ground. Mike bit his lips tightly, trying not to make too much noise, but he couldn't suppress the pain in his heart.

"Mike, are you okay?"

Lisa felt that something was wrong with Mike from the beginning, and she had been paying attention to him. After realizing that Mike was missing, she went to seek help from Muro. After all, the two of them grew up together, and Muro knew Mike's usual habits best.

Muro and Lisa found the corner where Mike was. Seeing Mike sitting there silently, his eyes were empty and his face was covered with tears, their hearts tightened.

"Are you thinking of that bad memory?" Muro squatted down and gently touched Mike's head, trying to comfort him. Even Muro's wild boar gently nudged Mike with its nose, as if telling him not to be sad.

Mike raised his head and looked at Muro and Lisa, his eyes full of sadness. His lips trembled, but he couldn't say a word.

"I know you are sad. If you want, you can tell us what happened. Maybe it will make you feel better." Lisa said gently. She reached out and held Mike's hand to give him strength.

Lisa originally guessed that it might have happened when Mike was still in the circus. After all, that circus didn't look like a good place at all.

But Mike just buried his head back into his knees, and it was obvious that he didn't want to talk about it anymore.

But Muro did not suggest this. In his eyes, Joke had completely severed himself from his past memories. To him, it was just a topic of conversation after dinner.

"It's true that Joke's leg was disabled at first, but he wasn't born without a leg. His leg was deformed, but still usable. Later, during a unicycle performance, he broke it."

"Hah!" Lisa covered her mouth in surprise. She couldn't imagine the pain and fear that Jack had gone through.

Muro continued: "From then on, Joke's life became more difficult. His deformity made him laughed at, and his physical defects made him looked down upon even more."

Oh, my God! She finally understood why Mike had such a violent reaction. It must be because Jack fell off the wheelbarrow just now, which brought back the memories deep in Mike's heart.

"Blood was everywhere..." Mike stared at his hands with wide eyes, his fingers trembling unconsciously, as if he was controlled by some terrible force and couldn't break free. "Blood... Blood was everywhere..." He muttered to himself, his voice full of fear and despair.

The scene at that time had such a huge impact on Mike that his brain chose to bury this memory deep in order to protect itself.

However, when today's scene happened again, the repressed memories came flooding back to him, and he couldn't bear it.

Jake fell on the stage in pain, and blood quickly spread, staining the entire stage red.

The surroundings were filled with screams, shouts, and cries. People were in a panic. The audience screamed and wanted to leave. Some people in the circus were trying to help Jack up in a panic, while others wanted to continue the performance, because the consequences of ending the performance at will would be even worse. The scene was in chaos.

He clearly remembered the circus director's angry scolding echoing in his ears, accusing Jack of ruining this wonderful show.

Haha, Mike suddenly felt so stupid. Why did he regard that so-called "home" as his real home? That place was only full of endless pain and torture. Where was the warmth? And the man he once regarded as his father, the circus leader, was nothing but a cruel demon.

"Don't be sad, Mike." Lisa said softly, trying to comfort Mike. Seeing Mike's sad expression, she felt distressed.

"Today is Jack's birthday. Don't be so sad. Those days are over. He is the father of two children now, isn't he? We should be happy for him." Lisa patted Mike's shoulder gently, trying to help him get out of the shadow of the past.

"Yeah, I know..." Mike looked up, a trace of guilt flashing in his eyes. "But sometimes, those memories still come flooding back and I can't let go."

Lisa sighed. She understood Mike's inner struggle. After all, that dark experience left them with too much trauma. However, she decided not to let these negative emotions affect this special day.

"Have you thought about what gift to give him, Mike?" Lisa changed the subject, hoping to lighten the atmosphere.

Mike shook his head. "Not yet, but I'll figure it out as soon as possible." He took a deep breath and tried to put those unpleasant memories behind him.

"Maybe we can go pick out a special gift for him together, how about that?" Lisa suggested, with an expectant look on her face.

Mike nodded in agreement. He knew that this was not just a birthday gift, but also a blessing and love for Jack. Although the past was full of pain, they could still create a beautiful future with love and care.

"Let's go, let's prepare first, and then find a suitable gift for Jack." Lisa took Mike's hand and led him outside.

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Today is a special day. As the owner of the manor, I couldn't help but dress up a little. Of course, this is because today is Jack's birthday.

Okay, I admit, although I said I was dressing up, I actually didn’t do anything. I just changed into some slightly nicer clothes.

When I arrived at the banquet hall, I found that it was already full of people. Everyone had come.

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"Happy birthday, Jake!"

There was a huge three-layer cake in the center of the banquet hall, but what made Jack happier was the blessings and gifts that everyone gave him.

"With such a big cake, won't our gifts be too good?" Robbie suddenly felt that his gift seemed a little embarrassing.

He had been staying in the manor, with no chance to go out, let alone any chance to touch money. He couldn't buy any gifts, nor did he have any special skills to make anything good.

So he came to the manor and made a simple cake with bread, fruit slices and cream, wanting to give it to Jack.

"How could that be? I like it very much." Qiu Ke smiled and held the simple cake carefully in his hands, as if he was holding the most precious treasure in the world.

Although the cake looked a little crude, Joke could see Robbie's care and effort at a glance.

He looked at the cake carefully and found that every fruit on it had been carefully placed by Robbie, and the position was just right. Robbie also cut the original square shape of the bread into a round shape unique to cakes. Although the technique was a little unfamiliar, it was full of childishness. Although Robbie's cream was a little bumpy, it was already quite good for a child who was not even ten years old.

“Thank you, Robbie, I really enjoyed it.

"And mine, and mine!" Lisa couldn't wait to put the wreath she had made on Jack's head.

Lisa took a lot of effort to make this, and it contains many flower branches with thorns, which Lisa carefully cut off.

"And ours."

Everyone sent their blessings to Joke. Except for Lisa and Robbie, everyone else's blessings were quite ordinary, wrapped in gift boxes.

"Let's eat the cake first. It's time to cut it."