Stardust in the Moonlight: Little Wildcat, Don't Try to Run Away

Chapter 142 Scars from the Past

"Why are you so anxious to get the money? You never tell me anything every time I ask you! We know you need the money, but you are talking nonsense because you are in the hospital and you are delirious with fever."

"Also, you were clearly beaten up that time you were hospitalized. You were nearly beaten to death, but you didn't say anything. We didn't even know you were hospitalized until your teacher Xu called the police. When we found you, you said you were hit by a car. Do you think we are fools? Hurry up and tell us! Explain these things clearly!"

The master's wife shook me vigorously.

I steadied my voice and lost myself in memories.

"Just after the start of my junior year... my grandmother was ill. She had uremia and needed a kidney transplant. The hospital notified me that a kidney was available and told me that if I couldn't raise the money by the deadline, I would miss it. I didn't know how long I would have to wait. My grandmother's condition was very bad at the time, and I was very scared. It happened that a classmate from the oil painting class next door... her father found me and said that if I could give up the place to study abroad and draw a painting for his daughter as a graduation work, he would give me money."

I wiped away my tears.

"That's exactly the number I need. I agree."

"You! You are confused!" Master's wife looked at me in disbelief.

"I have no choice, Master's wife. I don't know where to get so much money right now. I can't watch my grandma die. She is my only relative..."

The master's wife wiped my tears and said, "Then what? You took the money and everything was fine! Then why did you need money later and burn all the paintings? And you stopped painting."

"Because, what I did was discovered by... someone, and he threatened me that he would report me to the school, which would result in both me and that classmate being expelled. I would lose my money and offend that classmate's parents, and I would also lose my diploma. I would be finished..."

"But that year, no one reported you."

I nodded. "Later, the person who found out what I did said he could help me. He asked me to return the money to the parent, which I did. He gave me some money, and I agreed to one of his requests." I shook my head to get rid of the disgusting picture in my mind.

"What request did you agree to? Is it related to the injury on your hand later?" Teacher Xu looked down at me.

I nodded, holding my right hand to stop it from shaking too much.

"Did he do that to your hand?! Was it him who caused the injuries you had from time to time at that time? Was it him who beat you like that? You were almost beaten to death by him!" The master's wife looked at me with heartache.

I shook my head. "I hurt my hand myself. The injuries on my body are because I hurt my hand and couldn't satisfy his needs... He... took it out..."

"You're talking nonsense! Your hand was broken at the worst time! How could you have done that to yourself?!" Teacher Xu looked at me angrily.

"I can!" I looked up at Teacher Xu firmly, gritting my teeth to hold back my tears.

Teacher Xu looked at me with a look that went from disbelief to shock. "You! You're crazy! You're really crazy!"

"Rongyue! That must be so painful! Why are you doing this?" The master's wife held my right hand with both hands and rubbed it, as if to relieve my pain.

"Because only in this way can I paint quietly without being disturbed. I don't want to give up, I don't want to give up, I don't want to give up..." I repeated it over and over again, as if I was talking to myself at the time.

"You're a lunatic! Your hands are like that, you're fainted from the burns, yet you're still thinking about painting! No matter how much I scold you or pull you away, I can't pull you away. You're such a lunatic." Teacher Xu avoided my gaze, turned around and raised his hands to cover his eyes.

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"What else did he do to you besides beating you? Tell me who that bastard is!" Teacher Xu turned and looked at me, his wet eyes were already starting to smolder with anger, and his voice was shaking.

I shook my head and said, "Teacher Xu, I can't tell you that this person is not an ordinary person. He is not only rich, but also not someone you can help me with. I can't let you get involved."

"So, you gave up painting for a jerk! And burned all your paintings?!"

"Yes, I begged you to help me get the money. I wanted to return it to him and end the transaction with him. But later I realized that the man didn't want money. Money was meaningless to him. So, if I didn't do this, I would never be able to get rid of him! If I didn't get rid of him at that time, I would hate myself even more. Later, I found that the man only cared about my hands and my paintings, so I could only... could only... gamble once..."

I closed my eyes, and a raging fire burned in front of my eyes. The man's crying was in my mind, and I couldn't stop crying again.

"You silly boy! If there is something that cannot be solved together, then what good can he do no matter how powerful he is. You have ruined your own future."

"The future..." I couldn't help but laugh.

I looked at my master's wife and said, "Master's wife, if it weren't for my grandma who still needs my care, if there was just one more person in my family... I wouldn't want anything..."

The master's wife looked at me, she was stunned for a moment and tears immediately flowed out, she hugged me and said, "Rongyue! Don't be stupid, silly child! Is there anything you can't overcome? How old are you? If you have any problems, why can't you come to us to help you? Why? "

I hugged my master's wife.

"I had no choice at that time, Master's Wife. I didn't know what to do... No one could help me... It's fine if he harmed me, but I can't let you all get involved!"

The master's wife hugged me tightly and she relaxed for a moment.

"And that person stopped bothering you?"

I nodded. "I burned all the paintings in front of him. I wanted to burn my hands as well, but he compromised and said that as long as I stopped painting and stopped hurting my hands, he would not bother me again."

"You! You burned your hand! Are you crazy?" The master's wife held my right hand tightly.

"To compete with a madman, you have to be crazier to win." Teacher Xu smiled helplessly and said, "I usually teach you so much, but you don't listen. You only remember this joke, right?

Teacher Xu turned his back to me and lit a cigarette. His hands were shaking.

"How can there be such a perverted person? Where did this person come from? How did he know yours?"

I looked at Teacher Xu and shook my head, "I don't know..."

"Where did you go after that, for the entire senior year? We couldn't find you at school. We didn't see you at your house either. It was like you disappeared."

"That year, I... I forgot how I got through it, I really forgot. I tried hard to recall, but I could only remember a little. It seemed like I was in pain all the time, but I didn't know where. I took a lot of medicine. I was probably sick all the time, and then I slept... took care of my grandma... I can't remember the details." I wiped away my tears.

"How could you not remember... have you been sick..." The master's wife looked at me with red eyes, "Oh... forget it, then are you still painting now? If you don't want to show your works to the public, do you paint by yourself?"

"I tried it once a while ago while I was working, but it didn't work. My hands kept hurting while I was drawing. The pain was unbearable."

That time on the set, I lied to everyone and said I was sweating because of the heat, but I was the only one who knew that it was painful.

"Child, your hand is fine now, it's not injured!" The master's wife turned over my right hand and looked at it.

"That year, every time she injured her hands, she would paint small paintings if the injury was minor, and large paintings if the injury was serious. I understand now. Only when she had to endure the pain to paint would she say she couldn't bear it anymore... No one could endure it... Besides, she persisted for a whole year... This memory will become a muscle memory." Teacher Xu exhaled the cigarette and looked at me.

"Rongyue, you are still ill, have you seen a psychiatrist..."

I shook my head. "Psychologist, you can't solve my problem. I can only solve it on my own... I need time..."

"So...you came here today, have you decided something..." The Master's wife stared at me with a gleam in her eyes.

I looked at my teacher's wife, then at Teacher Xu. "Teacher Xu, if I start painting again, will you... still be willing to continue to be my teacher?"

Teacher Xu looked at me with a vague look in his eyes. After a long time, the cigarette burned out between his fingers. He turned and left without saying anything.

My vision became blurry again.

"Master's wife, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to hurt you. I know you really treat me well, but at that time..."

"Rongyue, don't think about those things anymore, they are all in the past. Since you have decided to paint again, then start over. You are still young, and with your talent it is never too late! You just have to pass your own hurdle." The master's wife patted me on the shoulder.

"Teacher Xu..." I glanced at my teacher's wife.

"Him! I'll go talk to him. Besides, he didn't reject you just now! He won't reject you! I know him!"

"Alright! Hurry up and get up. The floor is so cold. You didn't listen to me when you were in college. Now you're an adult and you still like to sit on the floor. What a bad habit!"

"I didn't sit there by myself. It was Teacher Xu who pushed me..." I looked up at the teacher's wife.

We both couldn't help laughing.

The mistress smiled and poked my head, "It's happening again! This is our Rong Yue!"

The master's wife used her fingers to brush away the loose hair on my forehead.

"Oh, I haven't seen our Rongyue for a long time. She's still so pretty, and she looks so beautiful when she smiles. I really... I miss her so much... Oh, why did you suffer so much? You said you have talent! Why do you have to be so pretty?! Wouldn't it be easy to attract bad guys!"

As the master's wife spoke, she choked up again.

"Oh my, oh my, why are we talking about this again? I won't say any more." The master's wife wiped her tears and waved her hands.

I smiled at Master's Wife, and my vision blurred. "Master's Wife, next time I come to see you, I will bring my work with me. You and Teacher Xu, give me some time and wait for me."

"Okay, Lao Xu and I have always believed in you! Look at your teacher Xu, he is very tough, but he never lets anyone touch your position! He has been waiting for you to come back." The teacher's wife wiped my tears. "Don't cry, don't cry!"

I nodded, wiped away my tears, and looked at Teacher Xu's chair.

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I picked up the lunch bag from the ground, dusted it off, and handed it to my master's wife.

"Master's Wife, please go find Teacher Xu. It's getting late and I have to go somewhere else."

"Are you alone?" Master's wife looked at me worriedly.

"Well! I have to go there by myself."

I thought about it and said, "Master's wife, I am married. Next time I will bring my lover to see you."

The master's wife's eyes lit up. "Really? Is he a good person? Is he good to you?"

I nodded. "He's very nice. It's because of him that I was able to muster up the courage to come back this time. I... want to become better, so that I can be worthy of him."

The teacher's wife smiled. "Our Rongyue, in the eyes of your teacher Xu and I, no one is worthy of you! You don't know! I saw that you were always alone, and I was worried at the time. I thought there were so many good boys in the school to introduce to you. But after looking at you, your teacher Xu felt that no one was worthy of you! It's even more demanding than finding a boyfriend for our own daughter!"

I laughed.

"Oh! Good! That's great! We're waiting for you to come! It will be good news when we see you next time." The master's wife patted me on the shoulder.

Walked out of the school, got in the car, and told the driver an address.

It was already dark. It was exactly the same sky on the day I burned the paintings.