Douluo Continent: God Descends

Chapter 7 Daily Life at the Orphanage

"Brother Xingchen, let's play a family game!"

Rosalia spoke first, her voice filled with an irresistible excitement, "I'll be the mother, you'll be the father, and Lilia will be our child!"

"No!" Lilia retorted immediately, her voice clear and cold, yet with a childlike softness. "Lilia wants to be a mother. With Rosalia's stupid intelligence, she's more suited to be a child."

"What did you say, Lilia!"

Rosalia instantly bristled, hands on her hips, cheeks puffed out, glaring at her sister. "I'm the older sister! I'm the more suitable to be the mother, okay?! Mothers take care of everyone, and I'm very good at taking care of people!"

"Shouldn't the older sister be considerate of her younger sister?"

Lilia stood her ground, retorting with crystal-clear logic, "If Rosalia truly considers herself the older sister, then she should give me the spot as the mother. Besides, you can't even put your socks on the right feet, how are you going to take care of a 'child'?"

"this……"

Rosalia was momentarily speechless after being retorted, her anger gradually turning into grievance. After a long pause, she finally managed to utter, "No, I don't care, I want to be a mother!"

As she spoke, she reached out and pulled Lu Xingchen's arm, trying to get him to stand on her side.

Looking at the two little girls bickering in front of him, Lu Xingchen showed a helpless yet gentle smile.

They are identical twins, with almost identical appearances, but their personalities seem to be at opposite ends, creating a wonderful contrast.

Rosalia, the older sister, is naturally lively and cheerful, like a little sun that is always full of energy, bringing joy wherever she goes.

But she also has a childlike innocence and recklessness, often making silly mistakes—such as putting her socks on backwards, forgetting where she just put her toys, and occasionally throwing a tantrum over the smallest things, making her a real "little goofball".

In contrast, her younger sister Lilia is more reserved and calm, unlike her lively older sister, who prefers to stay quietly and observe from the sidelines.

She is much more perceptive than other children her age, and even more mature than her older sister. She can always pinpoint Rosalia's small mistakes and occasionally "educates" her sister like a little adult.

Even so, her dependence on her sister never diminished; every time she played games, she would subconsciously follow Rosalia to her side.

"Okay, stop arguing."

Lu Xingchen gently ruffled their hair and suggested with a smile, "How about we change the game? Like hide-and-seek, or throwing stones?"

He knew that if they continued to argue about the roles in "family games," the sisters could probably argue for all morning.

"Hide and seek! I want to be the seeker!" Rosalia was immediately drawn to the new game, instantly forgetting the argument from before, and excitedly raised her hand.

Lilia nodded, tacitly agreeing to the suggestion. She looked at Lu Xingchen, a hint of expectation in her eyes: "Brother Xingchen, you need to hide well, don't let Rosalia find it easily."

Lu Xingchen smiled and agreed, "Okay, I'll hide it well."

In the open space in the backyard, the other children had already begun to play.

Rosalia eagerly covered her eyes and began counting down: "Ten, nine, eight..."

After seeing that Lilia had found a place to hide, Lu Xingchen also planned to find a random place to hide. After all, given Rosalia's silly personality, if she hid too well, she would definitely not be found.

The game provides emotional value to both parties. If Rosalia can't find them, she will probably feel particularly disappointed in the end.

As the older brother, Lu Xingchen didn't want to see this happen, so he naturally wanted to find a better place so that the other party could easily find him.

"That is..."

Just then, a silver reflection entered their field of vision—in the center of the open space, the half-person-high metal trash can stood quietly, and the silver trash can in the open space suddenly came into view.

For some reason, an indescribable impulse suddenly seized him, as if a voice was urging him from the depths of his heart.

Lu Xingchen involuntarily stepped forward, his fingertips touching the cold lid of the bucket. He gently lifted it—there were no novel items inside, only piles of household garbage, emitting a faint odor.

"Wouldn't it be...comfortable to lie in there?"

This absurd thought popped up without warning, and Lu Xingchen's hands even subconsciously rose up, wanting to push aside those garbage bags.

Just as his fingertips were about to touch the dirty plastic bag, he snapped back to reality, his eyes instantly clearing. The sensation of his fingertips seemed to remind him of his earlier lapse in composure. He hurriedly withdrew his hand, forcefully slammed the lid shut, his chest rising and falling slightly.

"It's a side effect of that sealed artifact... I didn't expect the impact to be so profound."

Looking at the trash can in front of him, Lu Xingchen couldn't help but feel ashamed when he recalled his near-out-of-control state just now.

"Three, two, one, time's up. Starry Sky Bro, Lilia, I'm coming to get you!"

Hearing the childish voices from not far away, Lu Xingchen quickly suppressed his thoughts, glanced around, and finally walked quickly to a thick sycamore tree, hiding behind the trunk.

This location will prevent Rosalia from searching for too long while still retaining a bit of "surprise when she finds it".

……

Happy times always slip away unnoticed. The sun in the sky gradually sets in the west, and the originally bright sky is shrouded in a light twilight, as if it is being gently wrapped by the skirt of the goddess of the night.

After finishing their dinner, the children at the orphanage returned to their dormitories one after another to prepare for rest.

Lu Xingchen had just finished making his bed when he saw two small figures carrying pillows, tiptoeing to his bedside.

Rosalia, with pink hair, hugged the pillow to her chest, while Lilia, with blue hair, followed closely behind her sister. Both of them stared at him with wide, expectant eyes.

"Brother Xingchen, shall we sleep together tonight?" Rosalia spoke first, her voice soft and sweet, with a hint of coquetry.

The living conditions in the orphanage were already very basic, and there was no distinction between "male and female dormitories".

Children under six years old all live in the same large room, with dozens of small wooden beds placed side by side. At night, they can hear each other breathing.

In the past, Rosalia and Lilia would run to Lu Xingchen's bed almost every day with their pillows. The three children would squeeze into one small bed and listen to him tell them his self-made adventure stories until they fell asleep.

This time, however, Lu Xingchen gently shook her head, reached out and patted the tops of their heads, her tone gentle yet firm: "No, be good, go back to your own beds and sleep."

"Huh? Why won't it work!"

Rosalia's expectation vanished instantly, her lips pouting as if she had suffered a great injustice.

Her gaze swept over Lu Xingchen's bed, and when she saw the silver trash can at the foot of the bed, her eyes suddenly welled up with tears. She pointed her little finger at the trash can, her voice filled with deep grievance:

"Is it because of this trash can? Xingchen, have you been cheating on me? Ever since you brought it back from outside six months ago, you've refused to let us sleep with you anymore, and you sleep with it every night!"

Lilia chimed in quietly, her brows furrowing slightly as she said earnestly, "Brother Xingchen, Cocolia's mother said that 'cheating' is wrong, and we shouldn't be fickle."