Blanche was a little hurt at his words, “Vincent, do you not like me?”
“No, not at all ……”
The little one had limitations of understanding in his world, and looked at her with a somewhat anxious and troubled gaze, as if he had a thousand words to say.
Blanche’s heart tightened as she looked at him, and slowly raised her hand to rub his little face soothingly, “Don’t be nervous, I don’t misunderstand you, I just don’t understand something, you can talk slowly, okay?”
Vincent nodded, his warm little hand gradually turning cold, and he didn’t know what was on his mind, his little face was just as white and pale.
“Vincent?” she asked, scrutinising his expression, who lifted his eyes to look at her.
Kent and the dean had finished dividing the cake but noticed that Vincent and Blanche were missing and were looking around when the dean tapped him on the shoulder and pointed to a corner, he looked and soon found the two familiar figures.
“Are you guys talking about something?” Kent sat down directly beside the pair.
Vincent saw him and immediately buried his face in Blanche’s arms like a frightened deer and stopped saying what he had been about to say.
Kent looked hurt, “Vincent, weren’t you having a nice conversation with Blanche just now? Why are you avoiding me now that I’m here?”
He thought back carefully and couldn’t help thinking that he hadn’t done anything to upset him ……
Blanche glared slyly at the man beside her, “What are you doing over here for good reason?”
“Hey, am I even hated by you guys?” Kent had a look of resignation on his face.
Blanche was about to reply when Vincent had lifted his head and whispered, “Uncle is fine ……”
It’s just that he’s not nice himself.
The little man was obviously not very old, but he showed a look of worry and anguish unbecoming of his age that was painful to watch.
Blanche hugged him a little tighter, and the next moment, as if reading his mind, blurted out, “What you just said, was it because …… you were worried about me?”
Vincent didn’t expect her to guess, and there was a moment of silence, followed by a meek nod.
Kent could tell something was wrong and didn’t say anything, just stayed quiet.
“Mum ……”
Vincent bit his lip, seemingly remembering something with a pained look on his face, Blanche was going to tell him not to go on, but Vincent was persistent, “Back in the day, when dad owed money and some really mean bad guys were coming to the door to get it they would tell mum to sell blood… …”
With a blast, Blanche’s head instantly felt like it had exploded.
She looked at a child less than five years old in front of her and her heart filled with pain.
Just how old was he and yet he was going through something that he shouldn’t be going through at his age ……
“Sister ……” Vincent’s eyes kept beating with tears again, “Don’t even give me the blood in the future, and don’t tell anyone else, okay, I’m afraid… …”
He was afraid that the bad guys would be after Blanche too, that Blanche would be like his mother and eventually disappear from his world ……
A child’s world is supposed to be innocent and clueless, but he was worrying about losing another person who cared about the people he cared about.
Blanche’s emotions were instantly as mixed as if she had spilt a spice box.
She couldn’t say anything else, she didn’t know how to coax him, she just hugged him tightly and promised in a voice that only he could hear, “Then I promise you, I’ll be fine, okay, and my sister won’t sell blood or get into trouble with the wrong people.”
She would be safe and sound and not let him worry.
Vincent looked over at her and tears suddenly fell from his eyes, “Really?”
“Yeah.” She nodded, then laughed easily, “Besides, don’t underestimate me oh, I’m much more powerful than you think.”
Vincent looked at her confused and Blanche immediately made a strong gesture to show him the muscles on her small arms, “I’m a third degree black belt in taekwondo, no one can get close enough!”
Third degree black belt?
Kent shuddered at the sound of his voice and looked at the woman beside him, but he never knew that his assistant was a taekwondo master.
Vincent listened to Blanche’s words and seemed to finally drop his heart.
Blanche smiled easily and patted him on the head, “Did you not like talking to the kids before because you were worried about hurting them too?”
“Well ……” Vincent’s voice was soft, “I’m a child who brings disaster to people and if I talk to them it will bring them misfortune.”
He remembered how his dad used to point his nose right in front of his face and huff and puff about how he was a disaster, that he shouldn’t have been born and that he should …… die ……
Kent couldn’t help but sink his face at the self-loathing on Vincent’s face, “I never thought about that when I was your age, I knew I was the kid who wasn’t liked by anyone, but I wasn’t going to give up on myself like you did!”
Didn’t Edward Ford think he couldn’t do anything? Then he would show him, he would fight him to the death, and even if he failed in the end, he would have done what he wanted to do most, and surprised those who despised him!
Vincent shrugged his little head down again and Blanche gave him a look, “Everyone is different, you can’t ask everyone to be like you, besides your lives are different, Vincent doesn’t even have parents ……”
Blanche stopped mid-sentence, not sure if it was because she sensed what she shouldn’t say or because she saw Kent’s dark face at that moment ……
Kent laughed coldly, “Blanche, if you think that the absence of his parents is the reason he has given up on himself and chosen to run away, then you must not have experienced a darker side or been exposed to something more cruel!”
His mother was loathed for life by Edward Ford for helping Joanna Lake, and ended up dying without a headstone. He cried and begged and went begging on his knees in the streets until his mother’s body stank and he couldn’t give her a funeral. In the end, the government sent his mother’s body to the incinerator as rubbish!
That was no better than Vincent’s life! Even now he at least had people who cared about him, whereas he ……
He got up sharply and flung his sleeves away, not looking at the two of them again.
Vincent was suddenly scared, all he had seen of Kent was warm and gentle, but he had never seen this grim side of him, his small hands tugged tightly at Blanche nervously, “Sister …… am I upsetting him?”
Blanche did not miss the cold light under the man’s haze and pain, for a moment also froze, did not respond for a long time ……