The alley entrance is no different from the ordinary alley entrance.

Song Jing was wearing headphones, but he vaguely heard something, turned his head to look, and saw a child in the alley wearing a black and white style that looked like a British student sitting there crying.

He was carrying a school bag, very good-looking, with red lips and white teeth, and looked like the kind of pampered child.

Song Jing also remembered Kang Ling for a moment.

However, Kang Ling was taken out of the country by his aunt during the summer vacation, so he didn't come to find Song Jing.

But the kid was obviously no more than five or six years old, a bit like a kindergarten child.

He sat alone on the steps of a family in the alley and cried, this alley is the kind of old alley where many people lived in the old era, there are gates on both sides, the alley is a little narrow, and the house is very old.

The child was crying here, but there was no one in the alley, Song Jing was a little strange, took off the headphones, and asked, "Child, what are you crying about?"

What about his family?

The kid paused, then turned his head to see Song Jing, still a little shocked.

After a pause, he wiped away a handful of tears, immediately stood up, and ran over with two little short legs towards Song Jing.

"Sister, big sister!

He seemed to be very excited, and rushed over at once, crying while rushing, panicked and scared.

At the moment when he ran out of the alley, I don't know if it was Song Jing's illusion, as if there was a layer of diaphragm in the air, and the child ran out of the diaphragm, and with a "snap", something exploded.

"Wow!"

The child rushed directly into Song Jing's arms, hugging her thighs and crying.

The surprised eyes of the passers-by around her, Song Jing was a little afraid that others would think that she had made this child cry, and she would also have a good face?

So he picked up the child and patted it twice: "Don't cry, don't cry, can't you find your adult? Why are you here alone?"

"Woo woo woo ......" the child nodded while crying, and kept burping because he was too excited, "I ...... Brother...... Didn't come to me...... Woowoo...... Daddy too...... No, mom ...... too."

"Is this lost?"

Judging by what he was wearing, it really didn't look like someone had deliberately lost it, and this child was so good-looking, it was very likely that he was lost.

I don't know why I just sat in the alley and cried.

"Can't you find your family?"

Some passers-by understood at a glance that they were probably separated, and the trafficker's words would not be held by children and not let go, and people called for their sister, saying that they couldn't find their parents, and a kind passer-by came up to Song Jing and said: "This young lady, it seems that you can't find your parents, you can send them to the police station for questioning." ”

"Good. Song Jing nodded: "I'll send him to the police station." ”

"I ...... I know where my home is...... Woooooooooooo ”

The child was crying, but he still said that he knew his home address, which was of course very good, although sending the child home might delay time, but Song Jing knew that Song's mother would understand.

Unexpectedly, the address that the child choked up and said was the same as the place Song Jing was going.

Even the number is the same.

152 Riverview Road.

As if I heard it wrong, Song Jing also glanced at the address sent to him by Song's mother.

That's right, that's it.

Song Jing paused, could it be that the child was lost?

But I didn't hear Song's mother say that an old friend's family lost a child.