My Outside Expression Is Different From My Inner Expression

very moment.

Finally, when Li Qingzhou felt a great difference, he burst out.

-That had been the first time Li Qingzhou had had an argument with his parents.

Afterwards, he left the Li family home alone.

He wanted to go back to Licheng, to the orphanage, but where could a man with a broken leg go?

Li Qingzhou had looked around in the crowded streets – his palms red from the long hours of turning the wheelchair and his knees and trouser legs visibly marked with dust.

He fell on a bumpy path and struggled for a long time before being helped up by a random passer-by.
……

At that moment, a myriad of emotions, including shame, embarrassment and pain, swarmed over him.

Li Qingzhou’s throat seemed to be constricted, and he could hardly breathe.

He thought the day’s gloom was all here, until …… Father and Mother Li got into a car accident right in front of his eyes.

They rescue procedure didn’t work, so they died.

This was the only sentence in the original book.

But the reality remained in Li Qingzhou’s memory, etched into the marrow of his bones.

-That day seemed to be reflected in an old black and white picture of a moment, full of rainy sadness and despair, not to be looked at or touched.
……

Li Qingzhou stroked the photo album of his parents and sighed softly.

From then on, Li Qingzhou never mentioned returning to Licheng again.

He entered Xicheng High School under the arrangement of Old Master Li and later entered Yanjing University, where he graduated with a skip of a level.

Li Qingzhou’s intelligence was recognized by Old Master Li, who personally taught him how to handle some of the company’s affairs when he first entered university.

Li Qingzhou did very well, and after he became familiar with the company, he began to get to the heart of the Li family’s business.

Then he moved out of the Li family home as soon as he was able to support himself.

Strictly speaking, Li Qingzhou spent very little time with his two younger siblings, except for the most frequent interaction with Old Master Li Zi.

But that wasn’t to say that Li Qingzhou didn’t love them.

He just didn’t know how to reign in his spikes – he was afraid of hurting them, and he was afraid he wouldn’t be able to afford the consequences.

Li Qingzhou stroked the dull, dull pain in his chest where his heart was.

“Ai, I’m so pitiful.”

Unable to hold back, Li Qingzhou wiped the corners of his eyes with two fingers pinching the sleeve of his left hand, before he lifted the photo album in his lap with both hands and kissed his grandfather, parents, sister and brother one by one.

mua, mua mua mua……

After kissing them, Li Qingzhou placed the album in a prominent place.

The back of the album wasn’t yet full and was blank.

Mother Li had been disappointed that there were no pictures of him from his childhood and had tried to make up for it the moment she found him, only to have it become a regret forever.

“It won’t be a regret, I’ll do it for you.” Li Qingzhou said softly.

The sun was still shining brightly outside the window, but the room felt like it had finally been filled with warmth.