In Xingye's memory, she did not have much memories of her childhood. Perhaps it was because those memories were too bitter. While she refused to recall, she couldn't help but imagine that others could have such a beautiful childhood, carefree, but she could only spend it in infinite insults and loneliness. Every time she thought of such a bitter day, the more she missed her gentle hands and her beautiful face. (Good novel)

The rising sun has already hung high, the clouds are very thin, and the spring is bright.

The long streets were cleaned by the hardworking cleaners, leaving only traces of the broom mopping, winding like gray ribbons. The sparse tree shadows reflected on both sides of the road. Even if the spring light was so soft, if you stood under the dark tree shadows, you would still feel inexplicably cold.

Situated next to the narrow street, an old-looking old-fashioned house was covered with tender green vines. The old-fashioned house was not very big, the doors and windows were already very old, the small window frames were even a little damaged, and the vermilion door had faded, revealing the rust-stained iron plates.

A beautiful figure stood outside the faded gate, as if it had been a long time, but his heavy steps had not stepped in. The quiet star eyes released a faint coolness, looking at the row of low small buildings in the door from a distance, for a long time, and without moving.

This is an orphanage. After the age of five and ten, Xingye spent here. She always felt grateful for the place. So since she left the orphanage, she would come back here every year. As for the name of the orphanage, she never seemed to have heard of it. After all, this orphanage was just established by caring President Sun. Old Dean Sun is a kind old woman. When she smiles, her eyes will narrow into a line. Xingye likes this kind dean's grandmother very much.

"Sister Xingye, are you back? The dean and grandma are talking about you for a long time! Come in quickly, why are you still standing there? It's windy outside!" The person who spoke was a young manager in the orphanage, Kang Lan, who was also an orphan who grew up here. When she grew up, while working, she also came back to help Dean Sun manage the orphanage. She was a smart and charming girl.

Most of the orphans here know Xingye. Maybe it’s because of some special reason. Everyone thinks that this beautiful woman who doesn’t like to speak is very good, so they respectfully call Xingye Sister Xingye.

Xingye lowered his head and looked at the graceful woman in front of him. His light face quickly brushed over a hint of relief. A distant and intoxicating voice came, "I haven't seen you for a year, you have grown a lot. Are everything in the yard okay?"

Kang Lan chuckled a few times and said, "Of course! I haven't seen Sister Xingye for too long. I miss you a little. Let's go, I'll take you to see the dean's grandmother! I guess she is watering flowers by the balcony now!"

As he said that, he pulled Xingye to the path next to the small building with interest.

If the winding and twilight path is not counted, it should be considered as an elegant and charming environment. The green trees and red flowers in the yard and the tender grass face the sun, showing its vitality to the fullest. The clean cement path passes around the neat row of small buildings and leads to the backyard, without any traces of desolation. Some are just that vitality, which is endless vitality.

As soon as I walked up the narrow corridor, a slightly fat gray body came into my eyes, with a gray bun, holding a green watering kettle in my hands, and was concentrating on watering the flowers and plants in front of her. My movements were already a little clumsy, but the cheerful smile on my face showed her good mental state.

"Grandma, Dean! Who are you back?" A clear laughter sounded, and Kang Lan smiled and looked at the gray figure on the other side of the corridor with Xingye.

The gray figure was slightly stunned, slowly straightened his waist and turned around.

"Starry Night!" Old Dean Sun narrowed his eyes and looked at the crimson color beside the corridor with a smile. He called out kindly, put down the watering kettle in his hand.

The white little face dyed two soft lines. Xingye walked up and greeted softly, "Old Dean, I'm back, are you okay?"

"Okay! OK! You haven't been back for a year, and I often miss you!" Old Dean Sun kindly grabbed Xingye's hands, patted the back of her hand, and replied happily.

"This trip was too long, so I didn't come to see you. Thank you for your hard work."

"Hey! It's hard to say, but it's all the things that have been done. This year, the yard has taken in three more orphans. Now the yard is getting more and more lively. They are now in morning classes. They are all very well-behaved. We don't have to worry about you. But you don't know that you come back often, and everyone blames you for missing you." Seeing Xingye, Old Dean Sun became much more refreshed.

Xingye looked at Dean Sun with some regret, and Xu Ran said, "I will definitely come back frequently in the future."

"With you, I feel relieved. Let's go, you haven't been here for a long time. Didn't you say you like the dumplings I made? Last time you came, I left in a hurry and before I could make them for you, you left. This time, I can't miss anything. Let's go! I'll make them for you right away!" The old man has always treated Xingye as his granddaughter, which is one of the reasons why Xingye misses this place.

Xinran nodded, Xingye did not refuse, but replied softly, "Okay, I'll help you!" As he said that, he turned around and handed a large bag of things in his hand to Kang Lan who was standing aside and smirking.

"Is the journey still a pleasant one? I've grown up and beautiful again! I almost couldn't recognize it!"

"I'm sorry for you!" It seemed that I was slightly infected by the clear laughter, and there was a little warmth in the clear sound of the starry night.

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Mr. Sun’s craftsmanship is very good. Kang Lan has a good taste, so she smiles foolishly! She happily took the bag and watched the two figures disappear at the end of the corridor shining with the morning light.

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Can you guess who the old man who is drooling in the introduction clip? Guess, please give me guess. This old man is very important. Every character will always have a reason for him to appear. A complete story sometimes requires many personal stories to be pieced together to show the uniqueness and integrity of the story. What this article wants to show you is not only the relationship between the starry night and the North City, but also other things. Let’s take a look as we go...
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