Flowers in full bloom [Through the book, I became the favorite of the dark group]

Chapter 508: End of fate, return to the wilderness, alone

At this point, Hua Lan looked at Chang Le with complicated eyes and said:

"That day, I stood in front of you two, but I was soon knocked unconscious. I don't know what happened that day, but when I woke up, I saw you and mother covered in blood."

——"Mom, nothing will happen."

——"No! Go away! You are not, you are not my daughter! Go away, go away!!!"

Little Chang Le and the terrified and mentally deranged Wei Zi standing among the corpses came into view. The blood dyed the entire back street red. It was a horrifying sight. Hua Lan still feels palpitations when she thinks of it.

He looked at Chang Le carefully and asked, "Do you still remember what happened that day?"

Chang Le's eyes were deep, and he suddenly laughed: "Remember one thing, that day, I scared her."

……

When those people rushed over, a row of vines more ferocious than swords had already stood up behind Xiao Changle.

But Wei Zi and Hua Lanshi blocked her behind them.

Neither of them had the ability to fight, and Hua Lan, who only knew some punches and kicks, was no match for them at all. She was hit on the head by them and fell to the ground, unable to get up.

Wei Zi was so frightened that her face turned pale, but as a mother, she was strong. She protected little Chang Le behind her and confronted the person opposite her.

Those people pulled her over roughly, tied her up, and tried to touch her all over.

Wei Zi carried several secret weapons for self-defense, but the ones that could be triggered were not powerful enough, and the powerful ones required life-threatening situations to trigger.

These people knew their limits and saved Wei Zi's life from danger but still humiliation.

They had thoughts about Wei Zi that they shouldn't have, and Wei Zi was on the verge of collapse in extreme fear.

Amid the screams, someone suddenly fell to the ground.

Dozens of vines quickly emerged from the darkness and pierced through the bodies of several people outside.

Blood spurted, dyeing the drizzle red.

Those people noticed something was wrong, but before they could react, a small figure shuttled between the vines. The vines danced with the figure. Thunder exploded in the sky, and arcs of lightning danced wildly like a bloody waltz.

Wei Zi had difficulty breathing and began to see hallucinations. When she saw the man extending his hand, she screamed in horror.

"kick--"

A small hand, wrapped in vines, passed through the man's body and stopped in front of Wei Zi.

Blood sprayed all over Wei Zi's face and body, and she froze.

Xiao Changle kicked the man down, covered his injured back, and forced a smile despite his bloody face:

"Mom, it's okay...it's okay."

That was the first time she called Wei Zi "Mom".

but……

"Go away——" Wei Zi pushed her away.

Little Changle was stunned there. Wei Zi frantically hugged herself with one hand and waved the other hand, crying hysterically: "Go away! Go away! You are not, not my daughter! My daughter is gone!! "

A flash of lightning illuminated the sky above little Changle's head and her blank expression.

Xiao Changle took a step back.

"Madam! Master! Miss!"

“Azi!!”

Hua Lihan brought people over and held the out-of-control Wei Zi in his arms to comfort her, while the others cleared away all the people around them.

When Xiao Hualan saw Xiao Changle's injuries and hesitated to say something timidly, she was taken away by Zhou Liang and his men.

Hua Li Han held the sleeping Wei Zi in his arms and called Xiao Chang Le.

The cold-hearted and arrogant man looked at her with red eyes and said solemnly:

"Thank you."

Little Changle was not moved at all, he just felt that today's rain was particularly cold.

What happens next coincides with the memories in "Jinse".

Wei Zi, who was extremely frightened, suffered a relapse of her old illness and returned to her original state. She was muttering about her daughter Ningning incoherently and refused to be approached by anyone except Hua Lihan.

Hua Li Han ordered Xiao Changle to move out of the main building.

Xiao Changle's situation suddenly became awkward.

Fortunately, Hua Wuyan still couldn't understand the embarrassment of the people around him, and Hua Xiange didn't care about the Hua family's expressions. The two of them didn't want to stay in the depressing main building, so they ran to Xiao Changle every day to accompany her.

With them by his side, little Changle wouldn't feel lonely, but the rain that night was really hurtful.

Little Changle is not an ordinary six-year-old child. She is sharp, insightful, intelligent, and gentle. After that night, she understood——

Wei Zi could not truly give motherly love to her other children until she found her biological daughter;

Hua Li Han didn't love her, he was just grateful to her for briefly healing Wei Zi.

She was not the daughter of this family, she was just a useful boarder.

Little Changle stretched out his hand and hid the bright-colored Croton that was wet by the rain.

However, such a big manor could not accommodate this little girl after all. Wei Zi's condition became more and more serious, and Hua Lihan had no choice but to take her for treatment.

Wei Zi became obsessed, thinking that Ning Ning would leave them when she came back and saw Chang Le, so she was determined to send Chang Le away.

Hua Lihan thought this was a good solution and told Xiao Changle:

"You are very talented. I can help you apply for a place in the Boys' Army and take care of all your future expenses. I will send you back to the orphanage first, and after your application is approved, I will send someone to send you into the army. Do you agree?"

Little Changle looked at his indifferent expression, the frost in his heart cracked, and icy blood flowed out.

"You, you... don't want me anymore?" Little Changle didn't cry, but his voice was trembling.

Hua Lihan shook his head: "I didn't abandon you, I just needed to change my identity to get along with you."

Little Changle looked at him for a long time, then suddenly laughed sarcastically. The little girl laughed sadly and absurdly: "Listen, hahahaha! Listen! You all said you wouldn't abandon me, but what happened in the end?! You! Are all the same!!"

Ye Buqi said "I won't leave", but in the end he said he wanted her to be happy, and he set himself on fire in a high-sounding manner!

You said you loved me and would not abandon me, but in the end you resolutely pushed her away, depriving her of her new flesh and blood!

I heard that when you are loved, new flesh and blood will grow.

Then if,

Being abandoned again?

New flesh and blood,

Being scraped off one by one,

Unforgettable.

twice!

Twice...

Little Changle laughed until he lost all strength and sat down on the ground, looking at Hua Lihan with a smile:

"Okay, I promise."

The next day, she was sent back to Lincheng Orphanage in District 4.

The dean held her in his arms, crying and cursing as he drove the people from the Hua family out of the house, and stayed by her bedside all night.

Three days later, Hua Xiange, who was worried, took Hua Wuyan, who was crying for her sister, and secretly ran from District 3 to the orphanage in District 4, disobeying Hua Lihan's order not to allow them to contact Chang Le.

The two bought a bunch of things along the way and went there to visit their sister.

"But," Hua Lanshi said the result, "they didn't see you."

Chang Le is gone!

Hua Xiange and Hua Wuyan never imagined that their sister disappeared the day after she was brought here!

The two of them quickly notified their families and asked them to help find someone. Hua Lihan received the news right after he applied for the quota and rushed over to inquire in person.

The dean cried and told them that she couldn't find Xiao Changle the next morning.

Xiao Changle left a signed note, saying that all the things given by the Hua family were left to the courtyard, and there was nothing else.

The dean gritted his teeth and looked at Hua Lihan with red eyes, saying:

"You did the right thing by taking care of Madam Xihua's condition, but! Do you remember, Lele, she is also a patient who needs attention!"

"You don't have to love her, but please don't hurt her! I regret letting you adopt her now!"

Hua Lihan stood there in a daze.

The dean said that he hurt Chang Le, and he did not deny it, but something the dean said touched his heart.

Lele is also a patient who needs attention.

He neglected this point. During the time he brought Lele back to the Hua family, except for the first few routine checkups and treatments, he actually never paid attention to Changle's condition.

Lele, like Wei Zi, also needs care. This made Hua Lihan suddenly feel uneasy. But that was all.

Hua Xiange had a quarrel with her father for the first time and told him that she would definitely find Chang Le. Hua Lihan didn't say anything and sent people to search for Chang Le's whereabouts.

"But we didn't find you."

Hua Lanshi's eyes were red. "The Hua family sent many people to search for several months, searching every corner of District 4 and District 3, but strangely, they found no trace of you at all."

"LeLe, where did you go at that time?"

Chang Le slowly opened his eyes, his pupils covered with a thin layer of frost, which slowly dissipated when he looked at Hua Lan:

"I didn't go anywhere, just... just walking around."

The memory gradually fills in.

A small figure, alone, set out from the desolate late autumn, experienced the fire that burned out the spring, walked through the pale and silent midsummer, watched the flowers bloom and fade, and the tides rise and fall.

Return to the wilderness, return to dust, and ultimately be alone.

Little Changle left the orphanage early that morning, took some travel expenses, bribed the crew, climbed into the cargo hold of the cargo ship, and sailed towards a strange sea.

She herself didn't know where the ship was going, she just wanted to get away from this land.

However, the ship, whether it was a blessing or a curse, took her to the other side of another story.

——District 9, Golden Region.