Welcome to the world of strange dreams

When Jing Leng turned into a shadow creature, someone tried his best to save her.

Now, she can also redeem this sister who has suffered so much but never tasted sweetness.

"Sister, think about the charity my mother left behind. If you are not here, will someone in the company cut off the charity project? Or let those with nepotism take over from you and embezzle all the donations?" Fu Minghui pulled a huge responsibility and put it directly on Leng Jing's back, "If that happens, my mother in heaven will not be happy. Besides, you feel that God has abused you. Those poor children, poor animals, if it weren't for you, who would be their soft-hearted God?"

"Someone will do it..." He said calmly after a while.

"There are too many suffering people, and God is never enough." Fu Minghui still stared at Leng Jing.

Calmness was like a piece of frozen soil. Under the reckless shining of the sudden scorching sun named Fu Minghui, it was already showing signs of loosening, as if grass had grown on it, which made her feel uneasy.

She stared at the glass window again, but this time she was not looking absentmindedly at the groups of people walking in twos and threes by the river, nor was she looking at the colorful light signs and cheering flags swaying outside the performance hall farther away, nor was she looking at the endless flow of cars and the beautiful river view, but at the figure reflected in the glass window.

The chairman's only daughter, a child who had been different from others since childhood, was now sitting less than half a foot behind her, yet it seemed as if there was a world of difference between them.

She seemed to be underwater, sinking into unknown darkness.

But Xiaohui, on the water surface, stretched out his two hands to try to pull her.

"I didn't want to say it." Leng Jing heard his own voice, "I didn't want to talk about my illness. Since I am destined to be alone and since there is no one around me, I want to leave quietly without anyone knowing. I think if I still have to hear those not-so-sincere regrets after I die, I might not like it. But..."

She stared into Fu Minghui's eyes in the reflection of the glass. "Thank goodness, I met you. I thought that you and the chairman are the same person, with a soft heart. You will definitely do what you promised to do. I can trust you completely."

Seeing that the vague figure seemed to nod, he continued, "Just like when you heard the conversation between me and my mother 20 years ago, I impulsively want to tell you what is in my heart. I want to ask you to take over the charity department after I die. It is a really beneficial and meaningful thing, and it should be done by you who is kind-hearted."

"Then..." She turned around, "Since I have no one to trust and no close relatives, I would like to trouble you to bury me and my family together after I die. I have already bought a family plot in the best cemetery in this city, and also reserved a space for myself. Since my family and I have a very weak fate in this world, we can at least be buried together after we die. There is no need for sacrifices or incense. As long as we are together, it will be fine."

Her eyes were so humble that for a moment, the soft-hearted Fu Minghui wanted to nod and agree.

Fortunately, her mouth didn't move faster than her brain this time. The words went around in her head and on her tongue, and finally became, "If you're talking about what happens after you die, okay, I promise you. I'll definitely help you to save you the trouble. Are you relieved now? If you don't have any intention of finding a man or having children, you just need to write a power of attorney, and I'll take care of all your affairs after your death. When you're dying, I can help you decide whether to remove the tube or not. Is that okay?"

It was a serious topic, but Fu Minghui made it sound funny. I didn't know why. I felt relieved and couldn't help but smile.

Maybe it was because of Fu Minghui's tone of being determined and forced into a desperate situation.

Even Luo Zhao, who was standing outside the restaurant, pretending to listen to the phone but actually eavesdropping on the conversation inside, curled the corners of his lips.

Alas, this extra-curricular person, I don’t know what to say about her…

Then Fu Minghui said, "But I don't care about the charity sector. I have a kitten named Toothless and a... uh, pet named Huachan. I am already exhausted every day with just the two of them. You should take care of your own responsibilities. Don't push them onto others, okay?"

"but……"

"No buts. As long as you are here, the stray animal shelter will have a good life. If you turn around and leave without caring, their fate will be miserable without you. Sister Leng, who I can't carry on my back, you have to carry her on your own."

"But no matter how hard I try, I will die sooner or later."

"Then try to die one day later. No matter how painful it is, you have to endure one more day. Since you are worried, just watch it yourself. If you fight the pain and live to be a hundred years old, the place you protect can exist for another sixty years."

"Sister Leng can see that today's children are more civilized and have higher humanistic qualities than the older generation. In another 60 years, maybe 90% of people will be full of love, and there won't be so many suffering stray animals. Animal protection and charity organizations can all be disbanded."

"Don't you want to see that day? Don't you want to talk to the children around you about the importance of protecting animals and make a contribution to the arrival of that day?"

"Don't you think you have no purpose or joy in life? Then think about the responsibilities you bear. If you can really let them go, I won't give you another word of advice."

Fu Minghui said in a series.

Hope is a good thing.

Concern is a good thing.

Of all living things, only humans have complex emotions, so humans need hope and goals, care and love.

Animals don't need that. They follow their natural instincts most, which are much purer than humans in some aspects.

Calmness is when one is tortured by fate and loses the goal and courage to live, so give her one.

In fact, it wasn't given by her. She was calm originally, but the sadness and blows had blinded her heart and eyes, making her unable to see the way forward.

Before waking up, she was just doing the charity department work assigned to her by the chairman conscientiously.

After waking up, she did it herself and volunteered, which was the emotional transfer after the sadness. When she established a deep relationship with those animals, it slowly turned into responsibility and love. Even if she felt that she was going to die, she still arranged a way out for those little animals. Doesn't this explain the problem?

Who says hope is something only humans can give?

Love a blade of grass, love a stone, as long as love exists, hope exists.

These ideas were not learned by her, nor were they thought of by her. Instead, they were realized after she experienced the high temperature of hellfire, the freezing cold of extreme low places, and her soul was repeatedly torn into pieces and then fused again.

It’s really a painful realization.