He smiled, with too many complicated things in his smile. He picked up Xiaoxue and put it on his body, stroked her cheeks with fingers. His tender and warm skin seemed to fascinate him; "I have also had a daughter as old as you, but she has been away from me for a long time..."

"Because of poverty," before Xiaoxue asked, Xiu had already given the answer. His only eye on his face that could be seen in shape emitted a fierce light: "People like you have no way to understand the suffering brought by poverty! Because of poverty, they can't even eat enough! Because of poverty, they have to suffer the humiliation of those rich people at all times! Because of poverty, they can't raise their heads in front of others in their entire lives! Because of poverty, the women I like look at me with a lowly look like looking at dogs! Because of poverty, those scumbags beat me and abuse me at will!"

He became more and more excited as he spoke, and his face twisted: "Why do I suffer those eye-rolling disasters because of God's injustice? Are they more than me? " He sneered heavily: "I want them to taste the taste of being trampled on! So I implemented a plan to poison the water source in the village. Overnight, everyone died, including my wife and daughter!"

A kind of madness appeared in the man's eyes, which was a combination of ambition and abstinence. The resentment of being unwilling to be buried. Xiaoxue had a white face and was so scared that she didn't dare to move.

"After they died, I took away all the property from their families, went out to do business, and worked hard to make money. A year later, I became a rich man," said Xiu's eyes, "Those who once looked down on me, flattered me, the woman who once regarded me as a wild dog, took the initiative to throw herself into my arms, and those who beat and scolded me, were all crawling at my feet like dogs, like dogs, and all this should have been so beautiful..."

As Xiu said, an extreme resentment and hatred appeared in his eyes, and he popped out from his teeth one by one: "But before I could enjoy all this, I was ruined by that man!"

His voice seemed to cry, not to cry, not to laugh, not to describe the complexity and loss: "When you saw that man, people would know what nobleness is, what is dominating the world, and what is overestimating one's ability..." There was a sad frustration in his eyes: "God told the world with his actions that there are things in this world, no matter how hard you try, you will never get them in your life..."

...

On a thunderstorm night three years ago, he was thrown to the ground. When he raised his eyes, he saw a pair of dark leather shoes, which were extremely dark colors. There was no luxury, but it exuded a sense of dignity. Then, he saw that person.

If a person has the ability to predict, he would not look up at that time because of curiosity. At least... he can still have expectations for life...

Sometimes, simple ignorance is really happy.

He stared blankly at the man who had amazed the years. His eyes were pitch black, so noble, so cool. At that time, he wanted to find a hole to crawl into...

At that moment, I actually had such a good idea that I would have if I was blind…
Chapter completed!