Being Reborn And Starting Off By Not Being A Simp

   Chapter 166 Everything will be fine

   There is no money for treatment, and no home to return to. The world is so big, and there is no home for Mo Xiaodie.

   She can only start wandering with that guitar.

  The torment of illness and the disgusting eyes of the world once made her think about ending her own life.

   But when it came time to implement it, he was still hesitant.

   She feels that the world is still very beautiful, the only thing that is not beautiful is herself, and she wants to see more of the world.

   In her opinion, running away is shameful, although life is very difficult, she still wants to face it.

   - I can lose, but I don't want to run away.

   She loves the world, she also loves to sing, she wants to love the world with her singing.

   Don't know how much time is left in her life, she wants to sing until the day she can't sing.

"I don't know how long I can last, what I think is, if one day I really can't do it, I'm going to find a place where others can't find it, die quietly, don't disturb anyone, don't scare anyone People. I have written a suicide note, and if my body is found one day, they don't need to waste the police force trying to find out my death."

   Mo Xiaodie said this to Liu Qing.

   She understands the fate she has to face, and she is ready to accept it all and walk the final journey of her life in her own way.

  Liu Qing felt very uncomfortable hearing this.

  Life is not easy for most people.

  Especially those who are struggling at the bottom, a large part of the day has thought about ending their own lives and escaping the hardships this world has given them.

   Including Liu Qing, who has given birth to such an idea more than once.

   Ever since I was a teenager, I have wondered why I have to suffer so much, can I see the light in these days? Does it make sense to stay alive? Where is the fun in living?

   In the end, he is still alive, not because he loves life, but because he is afraid of death.

   He thought, if he had encountered everything that Mo Xiaodie had encountered, he would have already collapsed.

   And this girl is still able to live hard, and she is still talking to the world with her singing.

   is really not easy.

   A girl like this is sympathetic.

   Such girls are also admirable.

   "You are very good," he said to Mo Xiaodie, "as long as you persevere, you will become better and stronger."

  Xiaowen and Ye Wanrong were listening in front of them and sighed.

   "Sister Xiaodie, it's not easy for you, you must persevere and everything will be fine." Xiaowen said.

   Her nose is a little sour.

   Ye Wanrong also said to Mo Xiaodie: "The hardships life has given you is also the driving force that makes you stronger. As long as you persevere, there will be a day when you will break out of the cocoon and become a butterfly."

   Mo Xiaodie didn't know what to say, she could only thank her.

   Of course she knows that lupus erythematosus is not an incurable disease, as long as you have money, it can be cured.

   She just doesn't have that money.

  In today's highly developed medicine, most of the time, it is not the disease that cannot be cured, but the life.

   Now suddenly such a noble person appears, willing to sign her as an artist, willing to bear all her treatment costs, and she also sees hope of living.

   For her, this is a light that appeared in the darkness, illuminating her life.

   This is the grace of re-creation.

   I have seen too many disgust and cold eyes, and I understand the preciousness of this kindness.

   "I must work hard to live and repay this kindness."

   she thought so.

   When they got to the front of the Daben, Liu Qing said to Xiaowen, "You can sit in the co-pilot, and Xiaodie and I will sit in the back."

   He could see that Xiaowen was very afraid of the pimples on Mo Xiaodie's face. Although he did feel disgusted, he was still a big man and couldn't be so squeamish.

  Mo Xiaodie has seen too many people's distasteful eyes, and of course she knows how disgusting the acne on her face is.

  —— Even she herself is disgusted.

   She blushed and sat in the back seat, sitting as close to the side as possible, for fear of running into Liu Qing who was also in the back row.

   This restrained appearance made Liu Qing feel particularly uncomfortable.

  Xiaowen sat in front, not wearing her seat belt yet, she picked up the two boxes of packed barbecue in her hand and asked Mo Xiaodie:

   "Miss Xiaodie, do you want to eat barbecue? It may be a little cold, and the taste is not so good."

  Mo Xiaodie was about to refuse, but Liu Qing had already taken it and handed it to her: "Eat, I hear your stomach growling, so don't be polite."

   said to Xiaowen again: "If there is water in front of you, bring a bottle of water here."

   Mo Xiaodie took the two boxes of packed barbecue and said thank you again, her voice choked up a bit.

  Is there anything in it that is not suitable for patients with lupus erythematosus, she doesn't know.

   But in the case of hunger, dietary taboos are not so important, and filling the stomach is more important.

  The car started, Mo Xiaodie sat in the back eating barbecue, occasionally pointing the way, pointing to where she was going.

  Liu Qing held a bottle of pure water in her hand, and she handed it over when she wanted to drink.

   Sitting together in the back row, still in such a sealed space, so close to each other, Liu Qing also smelled Mo Xiaodie.

   He didn't show it, for fear of hurting the girl's self-esteem.

   He knew that it wasn't the girl's fault, and she shouldn't be allowed to suffer all that.

   In fact, the other two girls in the car smelled it, and they also paid attention to it and didn't show it.

  Liu Qing took the phone and sent Qin Kun a WeChat message:

   "If you pass by a clothing store, buy her a few sets of clothes. I'll transfer the money to you."

  I didn't make a phone call, because I was afraid that the girl would hear the call and cause her inferiority complex.

  You don't need to ask about the size, it's almost enough, even if it doesn't fit so well, it's always more decent than the current clothes.

   If it doesn't fit, buy one that fits later.

   Now all I have to do is try not to embarrass this girl.

  Under the guidance of Mo Xiaodie, the car drove under a viaduct and stopped.

   Qin Kun's analysis is correct.

  Mo Xiaodie is a homeless person who can't even live in a hotel, so he lives under this viaduct.

After getting off the bus, I walked over to a bridge pier and passed the green belt. On the middle of the bridge pier, there was a mat that I didn't know who had thrown it away, and a dirty quilt, which was Mo Xiaodie's home in this city. .

   When she came here, she didn't dare to look at the expressions of the three of her colleagues, she walked over with her head lowered, lifted the dirty quilt, took out a photo album from it, then turned around and said:

   "This is what I want to take..."

  Album is not valuable, it is only valuable to individuals, and you don’t need to worry about others taking it when you put it here.

  In the eyes of others, this is not even useful garbage.

   In her eyes, it was half her life.

   (end of this chapter)