Su Qingyu believed that her smile came from the heart.
"What secrets of the circus do you know?"
The vase girl's voice was weak and hoarse. She said, "I'll tell you a secret. The leader has died a long time ago."
"how do I say this?"
The vase girl told Su Qingyu an old story about the group leader.
The head of the group used to run an orphanage. At that time, the town was not peaceful and there were often wars, which led to more people fleeing.
When they leave, they will donate their children and all their belongings to the orphanage to find a way for themselves and their children to survive.
However, the group leader accepted those people's money, accepted those people's worship, vowed to take good care of their children, turned around, threw their children into a pit in the backyard and buried them.
This is a hugely profitable deal.
There is no telling when the war will end.
Those who fled narrowly escaped death.
The leader gained both fame and fortune and was called a great philanthropist by the local people.
"Do you know why the leader's body is covered with tumors?" the vase girl asked mysteriously.
Su Qingyu shook his head.
A happy smile appeared on the face of the vase girl: "That's because after the war ended, some people who fled came back.
When the leader was found out about what he had done, the people cursed him, saying that he would have sores on his head, pus on his feet, and tumors all over his body for all the bad things he had done!
The leader didn't believe this at first, and he laughed at those people for being stupid.
He is prestigious in the town. The residents here regard him as a good man and do not believe the words of those who fled.
Not only that, they also said that the refugees were unscrupulous and wanted to blackmail the regiment leader.
"Is everyone like this?" Su Qingyu frowned slightly.
There are stupid people, and correspondingly there are smart people.
There are people who are blinded by lies, and there are people who see through lies.
"Some people know, but they feel that more is worse than less, so they just watch silently." The vase girl paused and lowered her voice, "I think those mouthless bean-faced people in the small town are very... It could be these people.”
Some of the residents in the town only have mouths to talk to themselves.
Some only have eyes and ears, hiding in the dark and spying on everything.
Their eyes are for seeking novelty and novelty, not for finding the truth.
When Su Qingyu first came to the circus, Youyou told Su Qingyu that the leader was a very good man and would take in many children who were sold.
And the vase girl revealed the evil deeds of the group leader back then.
In her own heart, Su Qingyu was more inclined to judge the group leader as a bad person.
"Then why do you say that the leader is dead?"
The vase girl leaned her head on the edge of the vase: "Listen to me and speak slowly.
At first, the leader did not take the curses of those people to heart and continued to run the orphanage business, until one day, these curses began to come true on him.
The group leader was very scared and asked many experts to do it, but with little success.
Tumors and sores began to appear on the leader's body. The tumors were only the size of soybeans at first, and then grew larger and larger until they reached the size of grapefruits.
His whole body ached and itched, and if he scratched it, those areas would burst open and maggots would grow out.
The leader was very scared, and an expert told him that he needed to do good deeds in order to offset these curses.
As a result, the group leader closed the orphanage and began to adopt orphans with physical disabilities.
I'm the first. "
Su Qingyu roughly figured out the source of the town's pollution and the cause of the group leader's own mutation.
"I saw the leader die in front of me with my own eyes." The vase girl sighed longly, her silky black hair hanging on both sides of the vase, and a trace of confusion flashed in her eyes, "When the leader adopted me, he really nice to me.
He would clean up my excrement, make delicious food for me, and even try to rescue me from the vase.
The orphanage was closed at that time, and the group leader didn't have much money, so he took me to perform together.
Because I have grown up in a vase since I was a child, people outside find it very strange and attract many people to watch.
Our performance income has been good.
The group leader later adopted many disabled children.
Get them on the show together.
I really miss that time when everyone was having fun together.
The leader is like a father to us.
Disabled children like us who were abandoned usually had only one way to die. It was the group leader who gave us a second life.
However, a happy life is always short. One day, during a performance, the group leader was recognized by a former refugee and broke one of his legs on the spot.
The group leader was in great pain. He had a high fever all night, and the tumors all over his body swelled. He locked himself in a room and rested in bed. The other children were very scared, and I was the only one who took care of the group leader.
That night, the group leader kept talking about the cycle of cause and effect and the consequences of reincarnation.
He said that he was already atoning for his sins, why didn't those people let him go?
I saw with my own eyes that the tumors all over the leader's body exploded and he was painfully alive in front of me.
I was very sad and cried all night.
The refugees told me about the bad things the group leader had done.
I'm really sad. I don't really want to know the truth.
The next day, the leader walked out of the room as if he had recovered from his illness. Nothing had changed, but everything had changed.
From that day on, the group leader became more and more unfamiliar.
He led us to continue performing, making a lot of money, and opened a circus.
Almost all the children adopted before the circus died due to performance accidents.
In the end...it was just me.
The group leader put me in the utility room and seemed to have forgotten about me.
It was Youyou who found me and took care of me. "
The corners of the vase girl's mouth were slightly pursed, her eyes were moist and rippled, and her long, disheveled hair could not hide her sadness.
She trembled slightly and tried to suppress her crying, but the tears rolled down like broken beads, making her face even more poignant and moving.
Su Qingyu immediately took out a napkin, wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, and comforted her softly: "Cry if you want to."
Although tears cannot change the facts, they can relieve sadness.
There is no need to act strong.
Human beings are made of flesh, not iron.
Allow yourself to be weak.
The vase girl cried for a while and gradually calmed down.
Seeing her recovery, Su Qingyu continued to ask: "What else do you know about Youyou?"
"Youyou..." The vase girl was reminiscing. Suddenly, her neck seemed to be choked by someone, and her fair face turned blue. "Don't squeeze me... I can't breathe..."
And from the narrow mouth of the vase, the clown's head squeezed out.
