Code Farmer Comprehension

Mammy often said: Everyone's body and life are gifts from the gods and should be cherished.

Then something like myself should be a masterpiece of the gods, right?

If you don't cherish it, the legendary king of the gods, the lord of all things, should be very angry, right?

After all, the gods are watching us!

Thinking this way, Che Yuting slowly convinced himself and didn't take that step. After sitting quietly all night, she decided not to sit around waiting to die, no longer hide in this small orphanage, live a cautious life, she needs to take the initiative.

In the days that followed, she still maintained her original life, and at the same time, she no longer avoided every 'good-hearted person', but carefully observed them.

Half a year later, another kind-hearted man appeared. He was different from the successful men in the suits before him. He was not clean, even a little sloppy, and his character seemed a little timid or depressed.

None of the children who were eager to perform before had any interest. But her eyes lit up, because she didn't feel the breath of the street corner from him.

She quietly asked Mammy if she wanted a boy or a girl.

Perhaps it was the first time I saw myself asking this question with a weird personality, and the much older nanny looked at herself in surprise, and said:

"Girl, but this gentleman's family is not rich, and he didn't even get a wife. He wants to raise a baby for him to die, but because he's not married, he doesn't meet the requirements."

Che Yuting knew that Nanny was indeed hesitating.

"I'll go!" Che Yuting replied.

Mammy was stunned again, looked at the dirty Che Yuting for a long time, and then said: "Even if I agree, I still have to choose someone!"

"En!" Che Yuting replied, and left in a hurry.

Mammy thought about it for a long time, but she didn't know what to think about, and finally agreed to the kind-hearted man's adoption anyway.

She didn't take Che Yuting's words seriously, and let the other party choose when she went back. The timid middle-aged man had already started to choose from the crowd, and she appeared from the door. But her appearance attracted everyone's attention.

A donated long skirt that she carefully placed, although a bit old, but not torn or faded, the pink color is the main color of her age.

At the age of eight, although she is not the oldest child, she has become the taller among the many children. After carefully grooming her, she is completely different from before, as delicate as a doll.

The nanny's eyes were filled with astonishment; the eyes of the surrounding children were indeed pure and dull; the middle-aged man's eyes were indeed filled with surprise and surprise, and there was a gleam of light that made her instinctively uncomfortable. Made her frown slightly.

No matter what, as long as she is not a successful person like the one on the street corner, if she leaves with such a 'good-hearted person', it won't be long before she becomes a street presence on the two streets opposite.

"Her!" Without any surprise, the man was stunned for a moment, pointing at himself.

"This..." Mammy seemed a little hesitant. If this hesitation was before this morning, there should be no such hesitation.

"Mommy, I am willing!" Che Yuting said, stifling Nanny's delayed words in advance.

In this way, she had a 'father'.

Following the other party, she passed through a street corner and came to an area she was not familiar with. In fact, she hasn't been familiar with many places these years, and has been hiding in the orphanage.

However, although it is a bit dirty and smells a bit bad, the treatment here is much better than that of the orphanage. It seems that I have chosen the right one.

That's what she thought before dinner.

At dinner, she ate steak with this well-meaning 'father'. The strange thing was that although there was a light, it was not turned on, but a candle was lit.

The other party seemed to be the same as myself, after a careful cleaning, it was no longer as sloppy as in the afternoon, although it was still unsightly and a little bald, but at least it was not so bad.

That's fine, life should be much better in the future, thank the gods for watching!

Thinking of this, she felt a little uncomfortable. Looking up, in the dim candlelight, the vague outline of the 'good-hearted man' father came into view.

The other party smiled and looked at himself with a twinkle in his eyes. As the candlelight jumped, the other party's eyes seemed extremely bright.

This light again!

Che Yuting frowned slightly, lowered his head slightly, and quietly ate his steak. Meat is not often found in orphanages.

After dinner, the father of the "good-hearted man" told her that his name was Shang Kexiang, and he would be her father from now on.

During the inquiry, he knew that he was eight years old and it was time to go to school. He said he would ask about it later.

Well, it was elementary school. Don't even think about welfare homes like theirs, kindergartens, etc. Many children don't go to public primary schools until they are eight or nine years old.

After that, she went back to the house. Her house seemed to have been carefully arranged. The pink room was the most beautifully arranged room among all the rooms, but it didn't look like new.

I felt a little uneasy for no reason, did I really choose the right one?

Will not! The gods should take care of her once!

Mammy said that the gods are fair and will take care of everyone!

Thinking of this, she slowly fell asleep.

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In the middle of the night, she suddenly woke up inexplicably.

The door of the house was opened, and the night in the city, even if it was late at night, the room would not be dark, at least not here.

Through the dark room, she saw a dark crack in the door, like the entrance to hell, dark and deep.

In the crack, a pitch-black figure stood there, only a vague outline and those bright eyes could be seen.

"He seems to be hesitating? What does he want to do?"

Che Yuting, who was pretending to be asleep, thought about it, then she moved and raised her head in confusion, "Uncle, what's the matter?"

"Hehe, it's okay, it's okay, I'm worried that you won't sleep well, come and have a look!" The other party replied.

"Oh, you go to sleep, I'm fine!" Che Yuting replied.

"Um!"

"Crack!"

"Boom..."

With the sound of closing the door, the other party seemed to have left, and the feeling of something wrong all over Che Yuting's body also slowly dissipated.

In the following days, Che Yuting felt more and more uncomfortable, the door would be opened every night, even if she locked it, she still had the key.

At first, the other party was still outside the door, but after a few days, he was beside the bed. Until one night, the other party actually kissed her on the lips while she was pretending to sleep.

The feeling that something was wrong became stronger and stronger, and she was sure that she had chosen the wrong one. Not necessarily worse than the corner option, but probably not much better.

She began to plan to leave, but this will take some time, because she doesn't plan to go back to the orphanage, and she can't go back. In this case, she should need some money.

Damn it, I should know more about the outside world these years, I shouldn't hide in the orphanage and not get in touch with those people on the street corner.

Unfortunately, she doesn't have that much time.

After waking up again overnight, she felt a pair of rough hands wandering around her body.

"Uncle, what are you doing!" She suppressed her panic and said innocently as much as possible.

"Uncle is playing a game with you. All you have to do is keep silent, and you will have delicious candy tomorrow. Do you like it?" said the 'good-hearted man'.

"But I'm so sleepy, let's talk about the game tomorrow!" Che Yuting replied.

"Just a moment, my little one!"

While speaking, the black figure beside the bed began to approach her. The pitch-black silhouette was like a legendary demon, who would choose to devour people, and those bright eyes seemed to be able to devour people's souls.

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After a long time, she didn't know how she got here.

She only knew that when she came to her senses, her torn clothes were covered with blood, hot blood, and the 'good-hearted man' was lying on her pink bed, dyeing the bed crimson, which was extremely dazzling.

His eyes were wide open, he covered his chest, his mouth was half open, and stared at himself. It seems that he never figured out why an eight or nine-year-old girl, a piece of broken glass, was his last life.

Che Yuting was sluggish for a long time, the scorching blood had already half-frozen, turned a little cold, and the scabbed dark red seemed to declare that it wasn't her blood.

"Tick tock!"

The palm holding the lens was still dripping blood, it should have been cut when he stabbed the opponent.

Looking down, through the dim light of the room, Che Yuting saw a blurred blood shadow in the blood-red mirror.

On the same night, she made a choice again. This time she was injured, and a completely different life began, which she knew clearly.

She also knew what her ending would be, but she couldn't resist. At the age of eight, even though she is different, it is still not enough here.

Then the police came, and they first went from disgust, to pity, and finally...to put on a show?

When things calmed down, she went into a special place, sort of like a juvenile house, a place worse than an orphanage. At least the boys in the orphanage are not 'perverted'.

Yes, it is abnormal. This is a word she learned from the police after going through adoption, and it is used to describe Shang Kexiang, her only adoptive father.

The half-grown baby here, the manager, has too many perverts like this, and her face seems to be a curse here, making it difficult to survive.

Do the gods really care?

Why did she never have it?

Could it be because of her face that she used up all their blessings?

What did she give them back?

Che Yuting, who felt more and more difficult to protect himself, looked at himself in the shards of the lens in another late night.

Maybe it's because the lens was changed, the original one was left in the police station. This time, she's disgusted with herself in the mirror, a face that's not a masterpiece at all, it's a curse.

That night, she still didn't do anything, because she couldn't.

But the next day, when she was being bullied by several older girls, she accidentally bumped into the mirror, half of her face was bloodied and left with horrible wounds.

Many people regret this, but she is not sad, because this is her choice.

The following days suddenly became much easier. Although it was still difficult, the ever-present gaze finally dissipated.

Time flies, even after many years, her life has become more and more difficult.

It was obvious that half of her face had been ruined, but as she grew up, some perverts began to look at her again, not looking at her face, but at her figure.

She knew that it was time to leave, after all, she was twelve years old and should be able to live on the street. In the streets and alleys next to the orphanage, although there are not many people who start 'working' at the age of twelve, there are some.

Although she doesn't go to stand on the street, she should be able to live.

Having learned the lesson from the previous time, she didn't procrastinate, and left as soon as she said it. She had known the secret passage where children of the same age would sneak out to fool around at night, and left there without any pressure.

But when she went to the street, she realized that she was still too young at her age. She lacks systematic education, even though she is precocious, she really doesn't know too much.

In this downtown area, at this age, there is not much work to do.

Helpless, she had no choice but to become dirty again, coupled with disfigurement, it was not difficult for her to integrate into the world of homeless people. They were cruel, realistic, but occasionally tender.

It is the best group of people she has met in these years.

But... why do homeless people still have groups and gang management?

I can't even afford to eat, and I have to pay protection fees?

ha! What are you protecting?

To protect her from the favor of the gods?

Have the gods really cared for her?

Lord, have you really seen this world and have compassion for all beings?

"Hehe, even if I return your masterpiece, you have never cared for me!"

Feeling the coldness of his body, Che Yuting, who had suffered multiple fractures and even open fractures, felt that life was flowing with the blood, and let out a final sigh.

Faith, originally her last insistence, seems to be broken now. Is it because she is too fraternal and believes in too many gods?

When she was confused, she seemed to see a door of light emerge, and a man with a beautiful appearance, like a legendary god, stepped out of it.

How perfect he is, divine, radiant, and incomparably holy, as if representing all the beauty of men. At this moment, such a picture seems to be eternal, like her first memory, deeply rooted in her mind.

I saw him looking at himself with those star-like eyes, there was no filth in the slightest, only pity, pity, and a little anger.

Is it because she was angry that she didn't believe until the end? She really should be angry, after all, when she abandoned her faith, she waited for favor!

"well······"

She looked at him and sighed, and then he lowered his body, stretched out his holy hand, and stroked her dirty and ugly face.

She instinctively wanted to hide, how could a person like her defile the holiness of God!

It's a pity that she no longer has the strength to hide. If it wasn't for his arrival, she probably would have closed her eyes. Even if she opened them now, it probably won't be long.

As he touched her, Che Yuting felt a warm flow all over her body, her whole body was cheering, her whole body was warm.

What kind of warmth was that, as if it instantly warmed her gloomy life and illuminated her dark heart.

She stared at him obsessively, even if she had the strength, she didn't dare to move, for fear that if she moved, she would wake up from this impossible dream.

He looked at himself and spoke suddenly.

"Little guy, you said: The gods have never favored you, so I will favor you from now on!"

Let me declare again: Che Yuting's character design is a tragic past, but he used wisdom to protect his holiness, and chose suffering for purity, the standard saint's way. Of course, there is no intention of criticizing women today!

'Feminist rights', she is still a 'good girl', she just wants to have a good life, don't associate with these sensitive bigwigs, and even rise to the point of saying that I allude to real women's values ​​or something!