Anime Crossover: About How I Spoiled an Angel

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Can I call him? If I call Dad, will he come back?

This was Shiina's only thought at the time, or rather, the only method she could think of...

Then, Shiina staggered to her feet, nearly falling, but didn't cry. She then carefully made her way down the stairs, step by step.

Shiina felt that her house was very, very big, and the stairs were very, very long.

When will I finally reach the phone that's placed in the entryway on the first floor...?

"Boom"

"what!"

Young Shiina gasped in surprise; thankfully, it was just thunder...

Shiina did not cry.

Then, step by step, slowly and carefully, they walked.

"Beep-beep-beep..."

The call was connected!

Shiina said excitedly, "Dad, can you come back and be with me? I'm scared."

"Hello, this is Shiina. We are currently unable to answer your call. Please leave your name and phone number, and then describe your message..."

The only response to young Shiina was a cold, electronic voice that she didn't understand.

"Boom——"

"Rumble--"

Thunder rumbled incessantly.

The flash of lightning illuminated her unease and fear.

That was not the light she longed for.

What could she do?

What else can she do...?

She could only lean against the wall, letting her small body slowly fall until she curled up into a ball.

dad……

Mother……

Aunt Xiaoxue...

I'm scared...

Shiina cried.

……

Some say that there is no such thing as true empathy in this world, and Su Qing thinks that's true.

Everyone's personality, experiences, and upbringing are different, so even if they experience the same things, their inner feelings will not be completely the same.

But why do humans call themselves advanced animals and consider themselves the most intelligent of all beings?

Do you know how to use tools?

Not

Do you know how to make tools?

not necessarily

Su Qing believes that empathy is the most fundamental difference between humans and other living beings.

We sympathize with the helpless murmurs of that little monster from Tokyo before his death, and we can feel the anger of the unlucky kid who fell from the sky. Why?

We know it's fake, unreal, and unnecessary, so why were we able to clearly feel that we were living as human beings at that time?

Because of empathy.

People often say that the eyes are the windows to the soul. We observe other people's expressions through their eyes to know what they are thinking at that moment, and we also read the words in books through our eyes to glimpse the inner world of the writers.

So, what about the nose?

If emotions like sadness, pain, anxiety, and despair had a taste, what would it taste like?

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Inside an orphanage on the mainland.

"Hey, what are you doing...you're so honest, chicken!"

Young Su Qing was speechless for a moment, then said to the dean.

"Dean, you're listening to some weird songs again. They're awful."

The dean wasn't in a hurry. He turned off the music and said with a smile.

"Hey, I was just checking out what kind of songs you young people are listening to. They're really just so-so, not even as good as the songs I sang when I was young!"

"Dean, you're just kidding me again. Are all old men like you?" Su Qing rolled her eyes.

"You brat! How dare you talk like that? When have I ever lied to you!" The dean was exasperated. Did he not believe in him, the Asian singing god?

"A few summers ago, when I was eating watermelon, you told me to spit out the seeds, otherwise a big watermelon would grow in my stomach a year later and burst me!"

"Haha, really? You were so small back then, how come you remember everything!"

"Sigh, I'm getting old~ Anyway, I don't remember anything."

The dean resorted to shameless tactics, but Su Qing couldn't do anything about it anyway.

Su Qing ignored him and turned her head away, her eyes dim.

Yes, I have always had a very good memory. The dean once told me that if someone hadn't picked me up from the corner of that garbage dump, I would have been dead long ago.

But how could I forget?

Even though I was very, very young at that time.

Even though many years have passed, Su Qing can still clearly recall that time.

Winters in the South are not like those in the Northeast; they don't actually freeze you to death.

However, humans are very fragile creatures, so fragile that they can starve or die of thirst. Even a common cold, which seems insignificant in modern times, was once considered an incurable disease...

How did you get through those days?

Su Qing didn't actually know how many days she stayed there. She only remembered that at first she felt very cold, so she kept moving closer to the trash, trying to get the little warmth she could get, which was insignificant and even a little ridiculous.

Then, I was very hungry. At first, my stomach was just growling, which I could bear. Later, my abdomen started to feel uncomfortable, as if a giant hand was twisting my intestines and stomach.

Years later, Su Qing learned Chinese and realized that this should be called colic, which was a very vivid description. Su Qing remembered the word immediately...

Later, he felt his body was becoming very strange. He could feel a surge of heat rising inside him, but his skin felt like it was covered in frost, so cold that he was shivering. It was so uncomfortable, so painful, and he wanted to die...

Years later, Su Qing studied biology, and his teacher told him that it was the body's immune system working to eliminate the virus that caused the body temperature to rise.

Su Qing was deeply moved when she heard this. She realized that even at that moment, at least the cells in her body hadn't given up on her…

Later, Su Qing still remembered that feeling. She felt like the little match girl, and she could clearly feel her life force slipping away little by little. She wanted to speak and ask for help, but her throat was dry, and even though she managed to open her mouth, she couldn't utter a single sound.

Finally, Su Qing could no longer feel the cold. He only felt dizzy and wanted to just fall asleep. If he could just fall asleep like this, it would definitely be very comfortable.

……

Inside the orphanage, the old, decrepit director seemed oblivious to Su Qing turning her head away and ignoring him. He boasted to himself about how many girls he had captured the hearts of back in the day with his singing voice, and then started singing to himself.

"Hey Dean, can you please stop disturbing the neighbors so late at night? Even if you don't sleep, I don't sleep, and the neighbors don't sleep, does that mean the rooster won't sleep?"

And your lyrics are so corny, they're not even as good as that "Too Beautiful" song from before.

The dean, exasperated, roughly rubbed Su Qing's head, as if venting some inner emotion. Suddenly, the dean returned to normal and said...

"Make a mental note of that song you just heard: when you need help, go and help the people you want to help, just like when someone found you."

"What's the point of just one song?"

"Don't underestimate songs, you brat! A few times, a single line of lyrics is more effective than anything else!"

"happy."

Why is this old geezer getting so worked up over a child like me?

Go ahead and write it down, I have a good memory anyway, I can do whatever I want.

……

On a stormy night,

Don't be afraid of the thunder.

I'm here with you.

Let's wait for dawn together.

Look at the light flashing outside the window.

The stars are guiding us.

Although the typhoon brought darkness

But love, like starlight, never fades.

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Who is it? Dad, Mom, or Aunt Xiaoxue?

Why does this voice sound familiar...?

[Have I heard this voice before?]

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Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, my baby.

I'm here, watching over you every night.

After the storm comes the sunshine.

We hold hands and greet the new day.

Listen, it's the wind singing softly.

It tells us to be strong.

Close your eyes and take a deep breath.

Let your mind be free.

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So heartwarming...

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Remember, every cloud has a silver lining.

Every challenge is a step towards growth.

With me by your side,

There's nothing to be hesitant about.

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I'm so happy...

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When the first ray of sunlight pierced through the clouds

You will find the world is so beautiful.

The storm has passed, the starlight remains.

Together we witness the power of love.