nashuaworldcup Chapter 334 Even if he encounters only a sliver of light, he will treat that light as the sun.
Chapter 334 Even if he encounters only a sliver of light, he will treat that light as the sun.
The text on the phone is translated into Chinese.
An Yueyuan glanced at it; although it was somewhat machine-translated, it didn't affect the meaning.
Xiaohe introduced himself and explained why he was there.
His name is Nguyen Thanh Ha. He used to be Atai's neighbor, and their relationship was almost like that of brothers.
Although he looks like a teenager, he is actually not much younger than twenty years old.
As a child, he made a living by singing on boats, but he was soon bought and given to a wealthy local man.
Wealthy people kept him as a bird because of his beautiful voice, so they would have him sing at banquets to please the guests.
He lived as a caged bird for a while, then went through puberty and his voice changed. His owner disliked him and abandoned him, and he ended up wandering to various places.
Because his development was slowed down by medication, his voice changed later than usual, and his physical growth was also slower.
As a result, some people with special interests might want to buy it.
When Artest met him, he happened to be transiting through that area.
That is, the day Yin Xiangming was kidnapped and Ye Sanqing and the others went to rescue him, their meeting was only a little earlier than expected.
The situation was urgent, and the two didn't have much of a chance to communicate, so Atai took advantage of the chaos to let him go.
Later, Ye Sanqing broke in, rescued the people, destroyed the hideout, and took control of Atai—all things they hadn't anticipated.
Xiaohe was later sent to the hospital for treatment along with the other victims. After Atai was able to move freely, he managed to find him, and fortunately the hospital was not far away.
So after Xiaohe had recovered, Atai took him out and let him live in a nearby town to learn Chinese and recuperate.
It's unclear what Xiaohe will do in the future, but at least he's finally free.
Atai received his salary as a bodyguard; although it wasn't particularly high, it was more than enough to support one person.
However, Xiaohe believed that he needed to be self-reliant, so he kept asking Atai to bring him to training or to find some other work that would be enough to support himself.
But his small frame... it's not a matter of physique, but rather that Xiaohe's condition is far from healthy due to years of medication.
In other words, patients can be discharged only if they do not experience any particularly serious long-term effects.
Atai felt he shouldn't cause trouble for his boss, so he didn't let him, telling him to at least replenish his nutrition and recover first.
But Xiaohe insisted, and today Atai happened to receive news about making clothes, so he brought him back to discuss it with An Yueyuan first.
An Yueyuan's fingers trembled slightly as she looked at the translated words, "My voice is unpleasant, please don't mind."
She glanced at Xiaohe, who was looking at her with clear eyes and a slightly apologetic expression, as if she felt she had caused her trouble.
He is really strong.
This was An Yueyuan's first thought.
Having endured so many horrific ordeals, he was not broken; he persevered and strived to survive on his own...
Xiaohe didn't go into details, but from this understated description, An Yueyuan could better understand the helplessness and pain.
"Your voice is very nice."
As An Yueyuan spoke, she looked at Atai, unsure if he could understand her.
Atai nodded, indicating that Xiaohe could understand this level of Chinese.
"And then... you're amazing."
Although it wasn't the main point, An Yueyuan couldn't help but praise the other person. Not everyone can be strong when faced with such a situation, and while it's definitely not the victim's fault if they aren't strong, those who can stand up on their own are still somewhat admirable.
Or perhaps... he had become accustomed to his fate at the very bottom, so even if he encountered a glimmer of light, he would treat that light as the sun.
Xiaohe blinked, seemingly not understanding why she said that, but he knew she was praising him, and a smile appeared on his face.
"Well, I can't make that decision myself. You'll have to talk to the boss. And there's also the matter of getting your documents replaced, right? Otherwise, you'll probably be sent back to your place of origin... basically, sent home."
Using somewhat difficult vocabulary, An Yueyuan subconsciously explained.
When Xiaohe heard "go home," a look of fear appeared on his face. He tried to hide behind Atai, but Atai put his hand on his shoulder to steady him.
"He doesn't go home, his home... isn't good."
Atai said with some difficulty.
Xiaohe was constantly beaten and scolded by his parents when he was a child. If he didn't earn enough money by singing, he would be beaten when he got home and would not have any food to eat.
Their place is a vicious and dangerous place, rife with violence and illegal activities. Such things are commonplace there, and nobody cares.
Atai wasn't very old at the time, so all he could do was shield Xiaohe from a few blows when he was being hit.
Later, Xiaohe left with a well-dressed man, and Atai started fighting in underground boxing matches.
After not seeing each other for many years, Atai always secretly hoped that the other person was doing well, and at least hoped that wherever he went, no one would keep beating him up.
As a result... it's hard for Atai to say what he felt when he saw the river in the dungeon.
Although he didn't know exactly what was going on there at the time, and it might not be safe for Xiaohe to go out alone, Atai himself didn't know if he would survive. He felt that Xiaohe would be a smaller target if he escaped alone, and might not be noticed. He thought it was worth the risk.
In short, he basically released the river on instinct, and at the time he was mentally prepared to never see it again.
did not expect……
Living such a stable life now is something they dreamed of when they were young.
An Yueyuan understood this feeling, of course; she knew it when she saw the flicker in the other person's eyes.
If it weren't for her violent parents, she wouldn't have developed such a knack for taking beatings.
Fortunately, An Yueyuan was naturally quite strong, otherwise she would have been beaten to death long ago.
Later, her family saw that she was hanging out with Ye Wanyin and thought she had a promising future, so they stopped bothering her and only asked for money occasionally. Otherwise, she would still be in trouble now.
Moreover... Xiaohe remained calm throughout his account of being raised as a bird, but showed terror when he heard the word "home," which is enough to show just how terrifying this place was to him.
"Don't worry, I'm not going home, but I need to contact the boss. Should I say it or not?"
An Yueyuan first comforted Xiaohe, and then asked Atai for advice.
"I... I'll speak."
Although Atai knew that An Yueyuan had no problem expressing herself, he felt it was more sincere for him to say it himself.
Then Ye Sanqing received a long voice message...
There's nothing I can do; Atai can speak, but he can't write.
Ye Sanqing was quite surprised that this taciturn assassin was suddenly behaving so strangely. He clicked on the link and discovered…
The image of that person who had been looking at her with curiosity flashed through her mind.