Love in the Midst of Mistaken Identities

She ran to the edge of a house and squatted there, constantly shrinking her small body. It was not until the sky had just turned bright that someone opened the door. When they saw that it was a child, they were shocked.

The clothes were all wet. The person who opened the door had a kind heart, but she couldn't bear it. She entered the house and took out the steamed bun she had just steamed and placed it in front of the child.

"Come and eat."

The little girl raised her small face. Her face was very small, but one could tell that she was very beautiful. The little girl looked at the woman in front of her for a long time, then carefully took the steamed bun from the woman's hand with her small hand. Then, she stood up, bowed to the woman, and ran away.

"Hey, child, child ..."

The woman called out. She wanted to say that she would give her another piece of clothing, but the child ran so fast that she couldn't find her in the blink of an eye. However, when she thought of the child's appearance, she felt quite uncomfortable. How could someone lose such a beautiful child? this was her child. No matter what, even if it was a beggar, she couldn't throw the child away.

The little girl kept running forward. At this time, both her feet were soaked by the rain, and the muddy water that splashed up from time to time wet her pants. The weather was very cold at this time, and her small legs were frozen red and blue, with traces of blue and purple on them.

It wasn't until she ran into the pipe that someone had placed outside that she put the bun in her mouth and ate it bit by bit. Then, she came out of the pipe and reached out her little hand to drink from the rain outside.

After that, he stayed here for the whole night and ate the steamed bun for the whole night.

The rain outside had stopped for a while, but the weather was still very cold. The little girl hugged her small body and climbed out of the pipe, then ran forward.

She was wearing half-wet clothes as she walked on the streets. Her face was so dirty that her original appearance could no longer be seen. She walked to a place where buns were sold and raised her little face with all her might. Although her little face was dirty, her eyes were very beautiful.

Which family's child was this? she was really in trouble. When the bun seller saw the little girl in front of him, he couldn't help but shake his head. The child's clothes were wet, and her face was dirty. She was so small, and just standing there made people's hearts ache. She directly took out a steamed bun from the steamer and placed it in the child's small hand. The little girl took it and bit her small mouth. She bowed to the bun seller, took the bun, and ran away, She used her small hands to hold the bun and ate it carefully, but her small feet kept walking forward.

When they didn't give her anything to eat, she would pick it up. She would drink the water in the mineral water bottle that others had left behind and eat the things that others had left behind. There would also be kind people who would give her some food. She kept walking and running, and she was getting further and further away from that place. However, she didn't know where she was going. She didn't remember many things. She didn't remember her name, she didn't remember her home, but she did remember that she was looking for her mother.

At night, she was hiding in a train station.

Woof, Woof. A dog that came out of nowhere started barking at her.

The little child's eyes were tightly shut as tears flowed down her face.

Mother, she was scared, she was scared ...

Mommy, I'm scared.

She curled up her small body and the dogs kept barking at her as if they were eating her. She grabbed a stone with her small hand and hid her body even deeper.

After the dogs barked a few times, they left, probably because they didn't bite anyone.

In the middle of the night, it rained heavily again. She licked her lips and crawled out. She lay on the ground and drank the rainwater on the ground. Then, she retracted her small body and took out a piece of dry biscuit to eat.

She used her hands to wipe her small face.

Be good, don't cry, don't cry, you'll definitely be able to find your father and mother.

But what could she do? she had forgotten what her mother looked like. She didn't remember her mother's name, nor did she know what her mother looked like. She only remembered that she had taken a very, very long car ride to get here. So, she could only walk a very, very long car ride to get home.

She didn't know the direction or where to go. She only knew that she had to keep walking forward and not let those people see her. They would beat her up, and it would hurt very, very much. They wouldn't give her any food to eat, and she would be very, very hungry.

She reached out her small hand and caught the rain outside. Then, she put it by her mouth and drank it mouthful by mouthful. Her small hand was already red and swollen from the cold. She then curled up her small body in the corner.

Just like that, he fell asleep against the wall. He seemed to be able to hear her little mouth moving from time to time. There were only movements but no sound. She seemed to be shouting,"mother ... Mother ..."

The sky brightened. She had not woken up yet, but she felt pain all over her body.

She opened her eyes and saw a fierce-looking man hitting her with a stick from time to time.

Where is this stinky beggar from? get lost, you're dirtying my place.

The little child bit her peeling lips, and it was still raining heavily outside.

go, still not going, not going, I'll beat you to death. the stick hit the child's small and tender body from time to time. The child pouted her little mouth pitifully and could only run into the heavy rain, letting the rain hit her body. It was very painful. She hid under a big tree and squatted down. She was cold, hungry, and scared. Suddenly, she burst into tears.

The woman who was sleeping suddenly sat up. She reached out and took the doll from the bed. Then, she opened her listless eyes.

She lowered her head and held the doll in front of her eyes. Suddenly, she smiled, but tears kept rolling down from the corners of her eyes. She stood up again and hugged the doll tightly in her arms.

"What do we do?" Jian qingying tugged at Lu Ke 'en's sleeve. Xiaohua is getting more and more off now. &Quot;

"Let me think, wait for me to think." Lu Ke 'en was also a little anxious. The Xiaohua they were talking about was Xia ruoxin. At that moment, she was sitting on the sofa at one side, holding her doll with one hand, and her eyes were dull and lifeless.

Ever since she arrived here, her mental state had been getting worse and worse. Her meals were not good either. Most of the time, she would just sit down and then be in a daze. She was in a daze. They were really afraid that if this continued, her body would not be able to take it. What was even more worrying was that she might really take it too hard one day and commit suicide.

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