Chapter 3: The Mysterious Boy
It's here......
Angelica looked at the closed door in front of her, and the strong aura of death surrounded her whole person, making her feel extremely uncomfortable.
She stretched out her foot and kicked the door, and the next second, she threw away the hoe in pain.
"It hurts, it hurts, it hurts......"
Angelica held his right foot with both hands, jumped on one foot and spun in place several times, and it took a while to relieve the pain in his foot.
How could she forget that the shell she just had, only twelve years old, with tender arms and legs, how could it be compared to her previous life?
Angelica picked up the flower hoe again and dug hard at the wooden door.
After a while, a small hole was dug.
Angelica hurriedly put down the flower hoe, stretched his right hand into the small hole, poked to the side, and finally touched the deadbolt, but the little arm was short, after opening a deadbolt, the bolt on the other side was out of reach.
Angelica had to stand on tiptoe, half of his body hung on the wooden door, and with great effort, finally opened the other deadbolt.
The door rotated inside, and Angelica hung one arm on the door, following the direction of the rotation of the wooden door, and threw himself forward, which looked embarrassing and funny.
Angelica hurriedly grabbed the door frame, stabilized her body, and then quickly pulled her right hand out of the doorway, and when she stood up straight, she subconsciously pulled her clothes.
The heroines made their debut, so they naturally had to pay attention to their image, and they had to give those who were rescued a tall and handsome image, so that they would feel extremely reverent when they thought about it for the rest of their lives.
However, when she posed at the door, ready to meet the distressed and admiring eyes of the poor children in the house, she found that there was no one inside, only a vine that grew very well.
Angelica was stunned for an instant, leaned his neck forward, looked fixedly, and finally saw a living life in the room - directly opposite the corner of the wall, there was a ragged young man, because he was wrapped in many vines, so at first, Angelica did not see him.
Angelica quickly walked in front of the young man, only to find that the young man's hands and feet were shackled, and his hair was messily draped down, covering his face, but a pair of slightly red eyes could be vaguely seen, and under his messy hair, it looked particularly bright and dazzling.
About two meters away from the boy lay a wooden shelf, on which was placed a huge flower pot, in which grew a vine plant, and the boy seemed to have been there for a long time, and even the vines of the plant migrated from his shelf, and climbed up his hands, feet, and neck.
If it weren't for the starry eyes, Angelica would definitely feel that the young man in front of him was dead, his flesh and blood had become the fertilizer of the vine, and his bones had become the climbing support of the vine.
When Angelica looked over, Long Xilin's eyes were also staring at the door, and his heart shook slightly.
It was sunshine, sunshine that had not been seen in a long time, and he hadn't seen the sunlight outside in a long, long time......
In the light and shadow of the sun, the petite and small girl stood at the door, although her clothes were ordinary, but there was a touch of warmth and softness on her body.
Long Xilin subconsciously stretched out his hand, wanting to grasp the warmth, but before his hand could be raised, he was pulled by a huge force, and there were bursts of intense pain on his body that made people's bones weak......