Punishment Luoxi suppressed all the sympathy, pity, and sadness in his heart, just like Chinese New Year's Eve in Yunzhen, the first time she met this child who asked her for an autograph, smiling and nodding.

"Hmm."

Yang Yuhan looked at her and stayed for two seconds, a little emotion appeared on her pale little face, as if she had been looking forward to her for a long time, "I miss you so much......"

Yang Yuhan's voice was hoarse.

This is also where the punishment is incomprehensible.

Even if Fu Yancheng and Yan Yi both told her that this child had an extraordinary attachment to her, no one knew where this attachment came from and why it was involved.

However, she still wanted to do her best to give the child a little comfort.

Xing Luoxi walked over slowly, stopped at a meter away from Yang Yuhan, tentatively touched the drip, and saw that Yang Yuhan did not reject it, but just stared at himself, so he sat down beside her, and said softly, "Did you cry when you took the drip?" ”

Yang Yuhan shook his head.

"Then you are much braver than me, when I was a child, I was most afraid of drips, and when the nurse took out the eye of the needle, I cried." Xing Luoxi touched her head.

As soon as his hand fell, Yang Yuhan was obviously stiff, but when he stopped his hand, Yang Yuhan rubbed over meekly like an injured cat, "Well, Yuhan is very well-behaved......"

Xing Luoxi was worried that her needle would be moved, so she simply passed through the infusion tube, took off her shoes, leaned on the hospital bed, and hugged Yang Yuhan in her arms.

"Yuhan, talk to my sister?"

"Okay."

This chat is two hours.

From hobbies, to future dreams, until this tired little girl with a tired and satisfied smile, nested in a small ball, making an even breathing sound.

A seven-year-old girl who doesn't understand anything and understands everything.

The persecution of her uncle, the murderous intent of her aunt, the indifference of her biological father, and the beating and scolding of her biological mother, all the injuries from her blood relatives, she really wanted to forget.

But the more she tried to forget, the more she seemed to be unable to forget, so she couldn't sleep all night, and gradually, she became sensitive, vulnerable, and hated playing with friends of the same age, preferring to hide in the corner alone and stay quietly.

Until she saw "This Idol is Dangerous", to be exact, she listened to it, and she didn't recognize many of the words in it, so she could only listen to it in a listening book.

There are cases in the book, there are poor victims, vicious criminals, and the main character who has been battling evil. She listened to the thrilling cases one after another, and her originally closed heart seemed to have an outlet all of a sudden.

She empathizes with the victims in the mire, and every time the protagonist peels back the cocoon and brings the culprits to justice, she feels a sense of relief, like a new strength that gives her a brief respite.

This book is her spiritual comfort, and the author's grandfather is her spiritual pillar.

Therefore, when she heard Xiao Ye in Yunzhen, she was so excited and burst into a smile that she had not seen for a long time......

……

Xing Luoxi gently took down the book that Yang Yuhan had been holding in his arms, folded the quilt for her, and walked out of bed lightly.

This is a very ordinary language book, the only difference is in the cover page of the book.

There is an autograph and mobile phone number.

The handwriting of the signature has faded a lot, and it seems to have been rubbed over and over again.

And the mobile phone number was painted black with a signature pen.

Xing Luoxi narrowed his eyes slightly, looked at the little man who was sleeping peacefully in the quilt like a baby, picked up the pen at the bedside, and rewrote his number.

The nib of the pen paused, and a few more words were written.

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