A little girl with a strange collar.

The girl was dragged into a room by an adult, and she was thrown to the floor.

Then the adult pulled out a scalpel from the drawer.

The facial expression was hideous and terrifying: "Good, it's okay, don't be afraid, it doesn't hurt at all." ”

"No... No... Don't, I beg you. ”

The girl shook her head desperately, and her eyes were full of despair at this time.

The adult burst out laughing, holding a scalpel in his hand and slashing it at the girl's throat little by little.

"Ahh

There was a scream in the room, and there was no sound again.

A few minutes later, the adult walked out, leaving the girl with her vocal cords cut off in the room.

And all this was seen by a little girl hiding in the cabinet in that room.

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It was only after the memory that the pain gradually dissipated.

Bai Bai was about to breathe a sigh of relief, but he didn't expect a pain in his shoulder.

Then I felt like someone was pushing my back, and the whole person threw myself directly into the flowers.

I was pricked by some thorny roots.

Baijiu struggled to sit up, and raised his eyes to see the person who was pushing her.

The girl looked about twelve or thirteen years old, with long bangs and long hair, and that small face and body looked a little thin and looked like malnutrition.

He was wearing a piece of clothing that couldn't be more ordinary, and there were a lot of patches on the clothes.

And the girl's eyes were full of hatred.

Baijiu looked at the girl suspiciously: "You hate me?" ”

The girl was stunned for a moment, then shook her head and nodded.

Bai Yun was a little speechless: "You stabbed me in the shoulder with scissors and pushed me again, do you have any purpose?" ”

The girl subconsciously wanted to answer, but she pulled the wound in her throat, and she only felt that her throat was about to suffocate.

She wanted to cough but couldn't, and the girl clutched her throat in pain.

"Xin!"

The philanthropist came out of nowhere, and hurriedly ran to the girl named Xin Ji and took out a small jar of medicine from his pocket.

He shoved a white pill into Xin Ji's mouth.

Xin had already taken the pill and looked much better.

The philanthropist saw that Xin was fine, and only then did he notice the liquor standing aside.

He saw the small wound on Baijiu's face, and his hand clenched unconsciously.

In the face of liquor, he said a little submissively: "That... That one... Woods, if you don't mind, can you call me to help you with the wound on your face? ”

When I heard the liquor, I wanted to shout it out immediately, of course!

She couldn't help it.

But he couldn't show it too obviously, and smiled slightly: "How can I mind, then trouble Kreacher you." ”

The philanthropist's heartbeat missed a beat when he saw the smiling face of Baijiu.

She's still so innocent, cute and kind, and she hasn't changed at all.

System prompt: Favorability plus 5 The current strategy is 5%.

Baijiu slightly hooked the corners of his mouth, and in the eyes of the philanthropist, Baijiu's action of hooking the corners of his mouth was a thank you for his request to help her treat her wounds.

And in Xin's eyes, Baijiu's actions are just to attract philanthropists.

As soon as Xin thought of this, his heart was a little sullen, and he ran over and pulled the philanthropist's sleeve and motioned for him not to help outsiders treat their wounds.

The philanthropist took her hand away: "Xin, you haven't said sorry to Woods yet." ”