Thousands of people suspect that they have become a spiritual queen

He wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, and his porcelain-white hands were stained with shimmering water marks.

Su Jiao: "My God..."

For some reason, Yan Wujiu suddenly had a bad feeling, his brows twitched forbearance: "What's wrong with you?"

The boy sniffled pitifully, and said unbearably, "They're actually using half a pencil..."

Yan Wugui: "..."

The young pear blossom with rain: "Why are they so pitiful, it reminds me of the half eraser I lost when I was in school..."

Yan Wujiu couldn't find any logical relationship between half an eraser and half a pencil other than the term "half".

Facing that beautiful face smeared with tears, Yan Wujiu couldn't help but ask, "What do you want to do?"

Su Jiao whimpered and said, "I don't want to do anything, I'm just sad..."

Yan Wugui: "..."

Su Banan's tears fell again: "Woooooo..."

"Don't cry!" Yan Wujiu was disturbed by his crying, he said irritably, "Do these people have anything to do with you?"

"I have no idea……"

The young man raised his head, the shattered glass light of the crystal lamp fell into his eyes, the white stone earrings were shining brightly, and his tear-filled eyes seemed to show the sadness of pity for all beings, "I just feel that their lives are not good...I, I It will be sad too.”

I don't know why, it's just acting, but when Su Jiao said these words, her heart seemed to be beating weakly. A veritable feeling of pity and sadness surged from the heart like a tide, and gradually spread to the limbs Baike.

This intense sadness infected him.

He wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, and his porcelain-white hands were stained with shimmering water marks.

Yan Wugui: "So?"

Yan Wugui has lived for so long, and has never seen such a holy father.

But he's damn good looking.

Yan Wujiu looked away with a cold face, waiting for him to cry.

The whimpering in his ears gradually subsided, and he heard mosquito-like snoring, and cautiously said, "I think, I want to donate a teaching building to them..."

Yan Wujiu thought coldly, and finally said it.

Yan Wujiu: "Donate the building?"

Yan Wugui: "Can you get kickbacks?"

The expression on Su Banan's face collapsed for a moment.

God damn kickback! !Couldn't it be that he has love! !

Yan Wujiu's face was tense, but his heart relaxed.

What a worthy ancestor.

His eyes flicked across the TV.

The children on the TV have big eyes, are dressed in rough clothes, and books are placed on the table, and their eyes are full of purity and hope.

Yan Wujiu's heart moved slightly, and he looked sideways at Su Jiao.

Su Jiao was still staring at the child on the TV, and unconsciously clasped his fingers together. He seemed to be thinking about something, so much so that he even forgot to cry.

Yan Wujiu is tired of his attention being completely drawn away by other things—or in other words, the state of wandering away.

At that moment, Yan Wujiu felt that Su Jiao was very far away from him.

It was as if a god from beyond the sky really wanted to leave him like in a dream.

Yan Wujiu suddenly said: "It's just a teaching building, I can afford to donate."

He said: "As long as you stay here honestly, I can give you whatever you want."

After a few days of investigation, Yan Wujiu found out that what Yan Lian said when he was ill was not necessarily false.

He couldn't let Yan Lian find Su Jiao...

and so.

Yan Wujiu glanced at the boy on the sofa.

Su Jiao hugged the soft pillow, maybe he agreed to donate the teaching building, he was very happy.

He said: "As long as you donate this building, I will never leave."

When he was happy, he smiled unconsciously, showing his small canine teeth, and his eyes were bright with amber light.

No matter what Yan Wujiu thinks of himself, it doesn't matter.

Su Jiao thought, Yan Wujiu is so devout, does the god he believes in know?

Yan Wujiu's breath tightened slightly, and he clenched the pearl amulet tightly.

For the safety of Su Jiao's own life.

So, Su Jiao wants to stay here... It's very reasonable.

The next day, Yan's donated four buildings to Hope Primary School in City C.

When the ribbon was cut, Yan Wugui appeared.

Su Jiao bit the top-quality beef jerky and leisurely watched the ribbon-cutting ceremony in front of the TV.

Yan Wujiu was dressed in a suit and leather shoes, with a cold expression on his face, but standing in front of the donations for the four buildings, Su Jiao suddenly felt that he was a hero, tall and long-legged, and extraordinarily charming.

The system reminded him: "Your Highness, Yan Wujiu is not your believer now, and you won't get any merits if he donates the teaching building."

"Well, I know."

Su Jiao said that she was biting the beef jerky, watching the ribbon-cutting ceremony, and the camera saw the children in the corner.

He paused, and said softly, "But... these are not important."

What matters is those kids.

Su Ban is not suddenly the Holy Father.

It was only because of his merits that he looked at the assistance projects and realized that there are still so many people in this world who are in desperate need of help.

He thought that the fire and campus bullying he experienced were already the greatest suffering in the world.

It seems that only the infinite natural disaster can surpass this suffering.

But he didn't expect that in this world, there are many sufferings that are more unimaginable than him.

War, displacement, injustice, poverty, natural disasters, man-made disasters, congenital deficiencies.

Many children died before they were born.

Many have been displaced throughout their lives.

Maybe some people can't get out of the mountains and see the new world in their whole life.

……

"I..." Su Jiao said in a low voice, "I just suddenly discovered...so I'm a lucky one."

He narrowly escaped death in that fire.

Although his face was ruined, he still grew up healthy and possessed the power to change his destiny.

"so……"

Su Jiao said: "For such luck, I will always do something in return."

System: "Your Highness."

"As long as you want." The system said: "You have the power to change the world."

"Maybe."

Su Jiao: "Well, but for Yan Wujiu's donation of the building, let's regard it as Yan Wujiu accumulating merit for the god he enshrines, and it has nothing to do with me."

As he said this, he unconsciously looked at the children's smiles on the TV.

The children may not know what a few teaching buildings mean to them. They only know that this is probably a good thing, so they smiled ignorantly.

Su Banana knew.

He is weak and might not be able to change the world by himself.

But Su Jiao could see from those ignorant smiles.

Once again found the meaning of the existence of "Su Banana".

That ugly soul named "Su Jiao", who was burned beyond recognition by the raging fire, has endured more than ten years of suffering and criticism, blind eyes and abandonment.

He once hated the world, was cynical, was cowardly, humble, and had no courage.

Until he lost his ugly appearance and was forced to straighten his curved spine, he seemed proud and fearless.

But the cowardly and humble soul is trapped in this beautiful body.

In this world that does not need "Su Jiao", but only needs "Su Jiao", living is like dying.

but now.

Su Ban clutched her chest.

He felt it.

That frail soul seemed to have gained the power to come back to life from the ignorant smiles of those children.

That power was too gentle.

So much so that Su Ban couldn't hold back, and felt a warm, revived force.

"Thank you uncle for building the teaching building for us."

"I, I will definitely study hard and make progress every day..."

The children's clumsy words of thanks came from the TV. They held hands and looked cute.

In the huge and lonely villa, the beautiful young man also smiled.

His glassy eyes reflected the beautiful spring stream, like tears, with gentle but dazzling power.

In the dark room, on the screen, is the villa in the western suburbs.

Wearing a bluetooth headset, Yan Lian looked at the red-eyed boy on the screen, his fingers stroked the tears at the end of the boy's eyes on the screen, and there was a shallow and pathological longing on the corners of his lips.

want to……

Such a beautiful person... I really want it.

No matter who he is... he wants to be locked in his own world...