154. Bellia

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The black-haired man walked to the door.

He looked like a ghost, passing by the children running around and walking towards the door.

No one can see him.

But when his toes were about to cross the threshold, he seemed to bump into something and didn't cross over-

He stopped.

When I looked back, the look on his face was a bit strange.

The original indifferent eyes changed, turning into a pure and soft green water:

"So...you are here."

His voice was very soft, gliding like wind across the mottled walls and dull roof, and finally fell back to the center of the yard.

A tree, a stone pier.

The corners of the walls were covered with moss. It had just rained and the ground was slippery.

Yellow skin, dark eyes.

And black hair.

Everything seemed so strange and messy.

The man's gaze passed over the child running around like a flea and landed on the stone pier.

Beside the shadow of Shidun, there was a very small child, three or four years old.

Croissant braids, short clothes, showing thin arms and calves.

She was too thin and too small, and she was like a lamb who was only one month old.

Gaia walked over unconsciously.

He squatted down with her.

The gloomy sky light passed through the shadow of the tree and fell on the little girl.

Unlike those dirty children, her face is very clean, her skin is not very white, but her eyes are big, her eyes are very dark, a croissant braid is upside-down, and she is holding a doll in her hand. , Her black eyes looked at the ants under the roots seriously.

Don't speak, so quiet is different from those fleas.

"Bedwetting!"

"Bedwetting!"

"Bedwetting!"

A group of children passed under the tree.

The little girl didn't look back.

A little boy ran out of the line and tugged her croissant hard.

The little girl was pulled down and sat on the ground. She seemed to be used to it, patted her butt, and sat up, with the other hand back carefully guarding her doll.

"Oh! The bedwetting agent fell down!"

"The bedwetting agent fell down, fell down!..."

The children clapped and applauded.

The chubby boy stroked his nose triumphantly.

The little girl just looked up, glanced at the boy with black and white eyes, did not speak, but turned her back and continued to look at the ants.

The boy stretched out his hand again.

"Wow!"

The little girl was pushed into the mud pit, and the water in the mud pit splashed and soiled the rag doll in her arms.

She glanced at the rag doll.

The doll's little skirt was splashed with mud pips.

The boy stepped on it and shouted:

"Step on you, the accuser! Step on you, the accuser! Let you go to the dean's mother, let you go to the dean's mother..."

The little girl's black eyes stared at the rag doll being stepped on, and suddenly rushed over like a calf.

The boy was knocked down.

"Oh oh oh, the complaint was beaten! The complaint was beaten! Dean's mother, dean's mother... The complaint was beaten!"

The children dispersed in a rush.

"What are you doing? What are you doing? Those fighting are not allowed to eat tonight!"

A middle-aged woman with yellow skin and dark eyes rushed out.

The next moment, Gaia appeared in a dark room.

It was still a small room, with no lights and the wooden doors closed. The little girl leaned against the wall, squatting down holding her doll. A pair of eyes opened wide, fear and alert.

A voice came from outside the door:

"Xiaoyu, this is your third fight..."

The little girl hugged the doll in her arms tightly without speaking.

"They all said..."

"He stepped on my doll."

A soft sigh came from outside: "Although this was when I found you... Forget it, you can reflect on it all night."

The room is occupied by darkness.

Gaia leaned against the wall and sat beside the little girl. She leaned against the wall, trembling with fear, but said nothing.

He suddenly raised his hand, and stopped when his palm was about to fall on her fluffy black head:

"Belia..."

His hand dropped:

"Liu Yu."

The voice was gentle and firm, "So...you are like this."













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