HP Wendy's crossing running account

Wendy didn't know how she got back to the orphanage, it seemed that Tom was dragging her away the whole time.

Orange wall lamps were lit in the dark stone corridor of the orphanage, and the yellow light reminded her of the lights of Wanjia in her previous life.She has been a visitor in many places: mother's house, grandma's small building, uncle's villa, middle school campus, university campus... After coming here, she even regarded this orphanage as an orphanage before she was 11 years old. A short stop.But now, looking at these stone walls, she feels a little different.It's becoming... a little bit like home.

Her spiritual world is made up of rationality, while her real life is made up of contracts.Society is a network of contracts: Parents' support for their children is an advance payment for old age support, and the exchanges between relatives are a subsidiary of the interest relationship. Even friendship must be exchanged with friendship.She never felt that there was anything wrong with these things, and it wasn't that she didn't understand love, but love was also in a rational contract.

However, she has to admit that there are some feelings in this world that cannot be reciprocated for no reason, just like Susan's eggs, like Smith's "donation" card.They are doing things that obviously exceed the requirements of their duties and do not reap benefits.

"You're not in shape, little Wendy." The red-haired beauty lazily interrupted her stumbling German, "Tom has the level just now."

The black-haired boy who was used as the control group glared at Anna, then at the girl, hesitating to speak.Wendy was still shrouded in low air pressure, which made him have no interest in talking.

Wendy put aside the book in her hand and walked towards Anna step by step.Then, he rushed forward and hugged his thigh, buried his head in Anna's skirt and did not speak.

"Ouch, what's the matter? I thought you guys would have a good time sneaking out." The beauty said caring words, but her body remained motionless, staring at Tom with her inorganic blue eyes.

Tom shrugged and spread his hands, his innocent little expression becoming more and more perfect.

At this time, Wendy buried herself in her skirt and said in a muffled voice: "I'll be fine on my own, I just want to spend a little more time with Anna."

Anna's gentle and gentle smile deepened: "Okay. But today's homework has to be doubled. — Tom?"

The little boy turned his face away, and his voice was so low that he could hardly hear him: "I'm coming too."

"Oh, Tom's homework will also be doubled."

Tom turned his head and nodded gravely.In fact, he didn't know why he did this, maybe he was infected by Wendy's convulsions.

In fact, Anna is not a good psychological counselor, even if she does not push people to negative emotions, it is good.Don't even think about gaining any warmth from her, this woman who smiles gently and kindly all day is much colder than Wendy who thinks deeply into her bones.However, Wendy chose Anna almost intuitively, because she subconsciously believed that only Anna could bear such heavy grief and love.

Then it became like this.

It was obviously time to go to bed, but the three of them were still in the room on the second floor.There was only one candle in the room.Anna was knitting something with wool by the dim firelight, her expression was serene and elegant, her fingering was soft and with a beautiful rhythm, but the things in her hands were in a terrible mess.Wendy sat upright on the small bench and wandered in the sky.Tom... Tom fiddled with his fingers boredly, watching the two women, one big and one small sitting opposite each other as firmly as Mount Tai, and yawned delicately from time to time.

Suddenly, Wendy's absent-minded eyes moved.

Anna finally let go of the poor ball of wool: "Have you figured it out?"

"kindness."

"What do you want to understand?"

Wendy blinked and looked at Anna, who still had the same smile for thousands of years.

"The best things in this world are free, just like sunshine and air. Enjoying them and living happily are the best rewards." How can Xiaocao repay the sunshine?That is to live and grow hard so that we can live up to the gift.

Anna smiled and remained silent for a long time, then stood up suddenly, extinguished the candlestick and walked out: "Come together? The person you were waiting for is back."

Wendy nodded, far behind Anna.

At the end is Tom, he is very angry now, he can't understand the riddle played by Wendy and Anna at all.

They stood on the stairwell between the second floor and the first floor, and saw Susan and Mrs. Smith enter the door.

The clang of the door closing was very crisp in the quiet night.

There were not many wall lamps lit in the orphanage at night, so Susan didn't notice them, but carefully helped the old woman walk towards the corridor on the right side of the first floor.

The old man seemed to have been drained of all his strength. He leaned against Susan, coughing suppressedly from time to time.

They entered Mrs. Smith's room, the door was not closed, and there was a yellow light and clear voices and coughs leaking through the door.

"You don't need to work so hard, think about your body!"

"Ahem, you don't understand."

"lady!"

"I remember seeing a little girl in the kitchen one day and she begged you for a bowl of oatmeal."

"Yes, you rejected her. But..."

"It wasn't like this before. Cough cough. When my father was here, this orphanage wasn't like this...cough cough..."

"Ma'am, take your time, drink some water, come on, take your time."

"I never expected to be able to do what he did. The kids got new clothes for New Years, turkey for Christmas, and nice new toys. But at least, ahem, hungry kids got an extra bowl Oatmeal... I don't want to send anyone to Australia because I can't afford it anymore【1】, although it is blown like a fairyland on earth, who knows what's going on there, when I think of Pam who was sent away La and Paul and I will..."

"Madam, madam, we never blamed you. The children are very sensible..."

"Even if you blame me...I'm going to leave after all...I've done everything I can..."

"Ma'am?! Are you leaving?"

"Yeah... I'm getting old... ahem, from now on, it's up to you..."

"No! I, I can't..."

"You can do it! Mrs. Cole! I handed in the letter of recommendation. After I leave, you will be Mrs. Cole!"

"No! I can't... woo...I can't love them like you...you know...my children...my..."

"Of course I know! Cough cough, think about Wendy, think about that child."

Susan's sobs stopped.

"You can do it! I knew you could do it when I saw the way you looked at that child."

When Tom and Wendy heard this, they looked at each other in surprise, and Wendy's shoes made a slight noise when they hit the ground.

The old man's voice came from the room immediately: "Anna, cough cough, are you outside?"

The two children took the opportunity to hide back and leaned against the wall.

Anna calmly opened the door.

She stood upright at the door, looking quietly at the old woman whose whole body was curled up in the chair.

Neither made a sound.

Finally, the old man let out a sigh and said, "I'm sorry for your trouble, too."

Anna nodded, closed the door and turned to leave.

Another sentence came from behind: "I'm sorry, child." The old woman's voice was very soft, with indescribable melancholy.

Life has since returned to normal.Wendy should eat, sleep, play and learn, but when she occasionally sees Mrs. Smith and Susan, she shows some sincere respect.

Tom is also out of the hot state.

"I know what you're thinking."

"what?"

"The thing about our going out that day—you were touching." Tom nodded with some complacency.

Wendy stared: "You think it's stupid?"

Tom imitated Anna's aloofness and smiled without saying a word, reaching out to rub Wendy's hair. (Oh, Wendy's angry look is not fierce at all, but cute. The hair is also soft and feels nice. O(∩_∩)O~~)

Wendy is angry, is this a matter of principle, the devil really can't teach it well.Reaching out to pat Tom's paw away, he continued to stare angrily: "Ask you, do you think it's silly?"

Tom smiled, "No."

Only he himself knows how sincere these words are.

One day in mid-November, Mrs. Smith boarded a horse-drawn cart with a small bundle and left the orphanage where she had lived most of her life.

She wrapped her coat tightly in the cold wind, watching the tall stone buildings and iron fences getting farther and farther away.At the door, Susan and Nancy led a bunch of radish heads of different heights.In the window on the second floor, a flash of red flashed past.

A distant nephew of hers owned a pasture in the Scottish Highlands and was willing to support the old aunt until her death.She took the train from King's Cross to the north, and then changed carriages.Going at this time, when I get there, I can spend a Christmas with my relatives whom I haven't seen for a long time.

【1】Between 1869 and 1970, the United Kingdom exported no less than 10 child immigrants to Canada, Australia and other Commonwealth countries. This is a plan jointly carried out by charities, churches and the government.These orphans were almost deceived to go abroad, and most of them lived a much more miserable life than at home.Paste the URL, you can have a look:

The author has something to say:

In fact, Wendy is not good at love either, whether in her previous life or now, she has a sense of alienation from the world.The most obvious manifestation is that they are indifferent to their own lives, let alone their feelings.She is not short of justice, and she is very considerate of others, but she is very easy to consider great missions, dedicating herself to science, and dying with the Dark Lord.This is different from the hot-blooded justice who has no thought of the consequences at all. She has a faint subconscious desire to die just like this.The literary point of view is that she cherishes all the beautiful things in the world, but she does not cherish herself.

Tom is too ego, and Wendy is too superego.It's all a bit problematic.