Jiu Ge’s Beloved Spirit

It was like something worn by a two or three-year-old baby. When it was worn on him, it was visibly shorter.

It was strangled so tightly that all the bones in the body were pulled out.

Because he was so thin, he looked like he was about to faint when he squatted down.

The broken porcelain pieces on the ground are still scattered with grains of rice and residue.

It looked like he accidentally broke the bowl, so he was scolded.

His exposed elbows were all covered with bruises and scars.

If he was beaten, pinched or kicked,

The whole person looked like he had been abused for a long time, it was too miserable to look at.

Yun Si looked at his back, clenched her fists, opened the door, and ran over.

I knelt down next to him and touched him carefully,

"are you OK?"

she asked quietly.

The little boy’s hair is already very long and seems to have never been cut.

His entire thin face was hidden in his long hair, and he remained silent and ignored her.

The little hand with many injuries had a few small scratches from picking up broken porcelain pieces.

The new injury was pasted onto the old one, and it was still bleeding, making it look even worse.

Yun Si frowned and wanted to say something.

But Liang Wenjing came over at this time and saw her entering the door without consent, and her face immediately changed.

"Kid! Why did you come in!?"

"Didn't your family tell you that you can't enter other people's homes without their permission?!?"

Her sharp and harsh voice coupled with such a ferocious tone made it seem as if she was about to be slapped in the face in the next second.

The water glass was also placed on the table with a "pop" sound, trying to drive her away.

"Drink quickly, and get out as soon as you're done!"

Yun Si stood up and looked at her, seeming to be frightened, "Ah... Auntie..."

"I just want to be friends with my little brother, I haven't done anything... ugh..."

Her eyes were slightly red, and she pretended to cry.

"Auntie is so cruel, she even asked her little brother to pick up glass...I want to go back and tell my mother. Wuwu"

Liang Wenjing's expression changed and immediately turned from gloomy to clear again.

"No, no, Auntie didn't hurt you."

She forced out a kind smile and roughly pulled the little boy up on the ground.

"Okay, okay, you make friends, you make friends."

"You are neighbors, so you should make friends. Let's play together often from now on!"

After all, Liang Wenjing works for the government. If word gets out that she abused children, her job will definitely be lost.

She comforted Yun Si, then smiled and pushed the two children into the room.

"You guys have fun, make good friends, and don't get into any conflicts!"

After the door to the room closed, Yun Si looked at the little boy who had been silent.

He lowered his head, wrung his hands together, and was unbelievably quiet.

There are bruises on the arms one after another, with pinch marks.

Yun Si looked at his room. There wasn't even a bed, just a bed on the floor.

It was made into a bed with a few simple pieces of clothing.

There are no windows in the room. Once the door is closed, the whole space becomes dull.

It was dark, stuffy, and hot, like a steam oven.

Yun Si pursed her lips slightly, walked over, and took his hand.

"My name is Yun Si, I am seven years old this year."

She introduced herself softly, still staring at him.

The little boy seemed to flinch and tried to pull his hand back.

But Yun Si pulled her hard, and he couldn't pull her back.

He lowered his head and slowly looked up at her.