The Real Daughter With A Buddha-like Mindset

Chapter 560: Dense Fog (Part 1)

It is not new for girls in rural areas to drop out of school to work, especially if there is a brother in the family, it is even more impossible for her parents to let her continue to study, and she will be sent out early to earn money to support the family.

Zhao Xiaohui's best friend since she was a child is like this. When Zhao Xiaohui saw her again, she was wearing heavy makeup and a sexy suspender skirt. The colorful colors on her nails were as wonderful as eyeshadow palettes. She spoke with a kind of dismissive arrogance. But he seemed so guilty because of his lack of confidence.

She weaved a wonderful new world for Zhao Xiaohui, where there was a lot of traffic and high-rise buildings, where people wore gold and silver clothes, it was a beautiful world like a dream, and Zhao Xiaohui looked forward to hearing it.

Later, the boy she liked also went to Jiangzhou, and she finally stopped hesitating.

She hurried out with a snakeskin bag and bumped into the class teacher who came to look for her.

The teacher in charge looked distressed: Xiao Hui, why are you so stupid, you are so smart, it is not a problem to get into a good university based on your grades, then you will be the first college student in our ten miles and eight villages, your future is bright, If you drop out of school and go to work now, you will be working as a part-timer for the rest of your life, and you will regret it in the future.

When she was young, she was fascinated by the prosperity of the big city and tired of the boring studies day after day. She said stubbornly: I don't regret it.

Then she left without looking back. At that time, she thought that she was a warrior who could break free from the shackles of fate and choose the life she wanted, but she didn't see the sad and regretful eyes of the head teacher behind her.

When she was struggling in the quagmire of the big city, she dreamed countless times in the middle of the night, thinking of what the head teacher said, you will definitely regret it.

She stubbornly held back her tears and told herself over and over again——I don't regret it.

Even if she was doing the most lowly job, even if she was living without dignity, even if a scumbag sent her to a man's bed in order to climb up, she still gritted her teeth and persisted, as if trying to prove her choice was right.

But they don't know how hateful it is that she still stubbornly persists despite being hit to the head and bleeding.

She couldn't remember much about the chaos that night. She drank the wine he handed over, and when she was dimly conscious, she saw the man's ambitious eyes.

Xiaohui, can you help me again this time? When I get promoted to foreman, we will have a good life, and I will definitely treat you well...

At that time, she only felt that she was so sad, and she remembered the words of the head teacher, and she finally cried.

The poison of regret is like a tarsal maggot, tormenting her day and night.

Later, when she found out that she was pregnant, the scumbag suddenly changed his face.

You fucking went to the wrong room and got fucked by some wild man. You still have the face to look for me? You ruined my career, do you know that?

She cried and ran away. At the beginning, she came to this city determinedly, but no matter how prosperous it is, what does it have to do with her? This huge city is like a dormant monster, and she is just an insignificant grain under the foot It's just dust.

She returned to her hometown in desperation, gritted her teeth and gave birth to the child amidst her mother's nagging day after day.

She couldn't face this child, just like she dared not admit her own mistakes, so on a dark and stormy night, she threw the child at the gate of Jiyue Nunnery, as simply as abandoning her past.

Little did she know, her child had been swapped by then.

For so many years, she has been tortured by guilt and regret every day. She never dared to go back to her hometown. She hid in the corner of the city like a mouse that dared not see the light.

Ming Jing has been listening carefully until Zhao Xiaohui finished her intermittent narration, covered her face and cried bitterly: I am sorry for Xiangxiang, no matter how wrong she is, I have no face to criticize her, all the bad things she did will be retribution on me , I just hope she is safe and happy.

Ming Jing saw a mother's struggle and remorse, and she said softly, Do you remember that person?

Zhao Xiaohui shook her head: It's been too long, I drank again that night, I can't remember anything...

Ming Jing thought for a while and said, Tell me the name and date of the hotel, as well as any other useful information.

Zhao Xiaohui tried her best to find the scattered fragments at the end of her memories, but she was still at a loss.

I just remember that it was the Grand Hyatt Hotel. It was the ninth day of the twelfth lunar month nineteen years ago. It seemed to be a welcome reception for a newcomer. I was working as the front desk at the hotel. Many important people came that night. Later, He asked me to take half a day off and said he wanted me to do him a favor, but he never expected that he would get me drunk and send me to another man's bed in order to climb up.

Even after so many years, Zhao Xiaohui still grits her teeth with hatred every time she thinks about it.

Ming Jing nodded, I see.

Zhao Xiaohui opened the door, Deng Yang was sitting on the balcony drawing a picture, when he heard the voice, he turned his head, saw the bright mirror, and suddenly flew over in surprise.

Sister Mingjing, I am not dreaming.

Ming Jing smiled and patted his head; It's not a dream.

Great, you come. Deng Yang took Ming Jing to the balcony and showed her the picture he drew.

Zhao Xiaohui shook her head with a smile, and walked into the kitchen.

While cutting vegetables, a piece of debris suddenly flashed in her mind, and she grabbed it in a hurry.

For this reason, he didn't care about his fingers being cut by the kitchen knife.

Zhao Xiaohui rushed out in a hurry, Woman, a woman.

On the balcony, Ming Jing raised his eyes, and the sunlight fell on her body, as if it were transparent.

Zhao Xiaohui took a deep breath and froze in place.

Ming Jing stood up slowly, walked over and asked, What woman?

Zhao Xiaohui covered her mouth, her eyes were full of disbelief: A woman who looks very much like you.

How could there be such a coincidence in the world.

Ming Jing narrowed his eyes, Like me? How similar?

Zhao Xiaohui frowned, as if she was deep in the vortex of memories, she looked at Ming Jing, hesitated for a moment, then raised her hand to cover Ming Jing's eyes.

Except for the different eyes, everything is similar, especially the mouth and face shape.

Zhao Xiaohui shook her head and murmured: Maybe I misremembered.

Ming Jing seemed very patient, That night, you met her at the Grand Hyatt Hotel, under what circumstances? What happened afterwards?

Ming Jing's gentle and inclusive voice gradually calmed Zhao Xiaohui's uneasiness. She sat down and murmured: I asked the foreman to ask for leave, but the foreman was very upset. He scolded me and told me to get out of here. He said that there will be many distinguished guests tonight. If I bump into a VIP by accident, the hotel won't be able to keep me, I heard another staff member tell the head waiter that Miss Su has arrived, and the head waiter hastily left.

Miss Su?

Zhao Xiaohui said: There were a lot of big shots that night, and everyone would have a female companion by their side. She should be the female companion of one of the big shots. After I drank, I felt a little uncomfortable. I went to the bathroom. I used to drink well. Yes, I won't get drunk after just one drink, I took a handful of cold water to wake myself up, but I almost fainted, and someone supported me.

Zhao Xiaohui searched hard in the depths of the chaotic memory, and in the hazy thick fog, she saw a face, like the breeze blowing over the hills, the frost falling from the bright moon, the beauty of nature without decoration.

The indescribable beauty of her barren words completely shocked her at that moment, so that in the following years, even if she slowly forgot, what struck her heart after many years was still the moment as if she was there. The environment is amazing.

Are you all right? Do you need me to help you? The woman's gentle voice had a false echo, as if it came from a far away place.

She was forcefully taken away by the impatient man as her boyfriend. She saw the woman sigh softly, like jade beads falling apart, full of embarrassing regret.

The world in front of her eyes collapsed, and she saw the beautiful woman deformed by time, leaving only a long sigh, which kept turning around in her ears.

Then that face overlapped with the one in front of her, but the woman's eyes were always closed with a layer of sadness, and even frowning made people feel distressed. Her beauty was like a fragile colorful cloud, like a fragile Liuli...

However, the pair of eyes in front of him are clear, firm, and gentle, firmness that cannot be destroyed even by storms, mountains and tsunami.

More merciful, compassion that sees all misery.