At noon the next day, Ah Ci and the others had just had lunch, and the police and the residents of the town rushed to the Qingshishan Orphanage.

It's the first time that so many people have gathered around, it's really lively!

The police carried a man in on a single frame, covered with a white cloth that was stained with blood.

One by one, the townsfolk sighed, "It's so pitiful! What a pity! ”

They didn't let the children get closer, and the dean and vice dean stepped forward to confirm the body and nodded.

The police said: "After several days of rain, yesterday the mountain road landslided, the car brakes failed, Mr. Song was in a hurry and could only hit the steering wheel to the left and hit the mountain wall, but somehow happened, the door lock behind failed, the child was thrown out, just hit on the head by the falling boulder, and died on the spot." ”

Dean He let out a long sigh: "Then Mr. Song, how are they?" ”

Policeman: "Mr. Song, they were seriously injured, but fortunately, they didn't worry about their lives." Now they have to stay in the town's hospital to recuperate, the mountain road is blocked by stones, and the body can only be sent back to the welfare home, so that they can bury her. ”

Ah Ci rushed out of the crowd, everyone looked at her in surprise, and someone shouted, "Don't let this kid see!" Take her away. ”

The nurse rushed forward to pull Ah Ci, but Ah Ci broke free, and everyone only said that Ah Ci looked cold on weekdays, but he was so affectionate.

Regardless of the obstacles, Ah Ci stepped forward and lifted the white cloth, and saw Luo Luo's tragic death, she buried her head, her bangs covered her expression, but her shoulders trembled violently.

Ah~ Look, this child is so affectionate, how sad he cries!

Ah Ci slowly stretched out her hand and took off the hairpin on Luo Luo's head, the hairpin was sticky with blood clots and connected to her hair, she held it in the palm of her hand and wiped it on her clothes, and then looked at her bloody face, when the stone rolled down, it just hit her face.

Ah Ci approached Luo Luo, smiled coldly, and said in a low voice: "You are so ugly now!" ”

Dean He invited two residents of the town to bury Luo Luo. According to some local customs, children and minors cannot use coffins, but are just wrapped in cloth and straw mats, and when they dig a pit in the mountains and bury them, they are regarded as graves.

Three days after Luo Luo left, it snowed heavily for the first time that winter, and the mountain road was still blocked by collapsed boulders, and the cars could not pass.

In addition, the snow is so heavy and freezing that the dredging work has been stopped, and I heard that this mountain road will be blown open with explosives in the next year.

Miso finally came out of the basement, but she was wearing a mask tightly, and she no longer liked to laugh or talk.

The only old-fashioned washing machine in the courtyard broke down, and I could only wash my clothes by hand on a cold day recently.

Ah Ci wanted to bring the hand cream to Meisu, and after looking for a long time, she found her in the corner of the broken laundry room, she was facing away from Ah Ci, talking to Li Jun.

Ah Ci couldn't hear clearly, but she saw Mei Su turn around in a little panic, she hid herself in the dark, only to be sure that night, Mei Su went out to make an appointment with Li Jun, what is the relationship between her and Li Jun? What do you want to do?

Recently, Ji Xiaoxi, who was in the same bedroom, was very strange, he was always called away by Vice Dean Jiang Liuqing when he was working, and he went for an hour or two, and he didn't come back until he went to bed.

Ji Xiaoxi has short ear-length hair, beautiful eyebrows, about a year younger than A Ci, and is the youngest in the bedroom, and usually doesn't dare to speak too loudly.

Ah Ci heard them talking in private, she used to be Meisu, but now she has changed Ji Xiaoxi to become the vice president's favorite child.

But Ah Ci didn't want to be nosy, she quietly put the hand cream under Meisu's quilt.

At night, Meisu went back to the bedroom to sleep, Ah Ci opened her eyes, and quietly looked at the opposite bunk, only to see Meisu lifting a sleeve to wipe the hand cream, but ......

Ah Ci found that Meisu's wrists were covered with fine scratches, like sharp blades.

Meisu suddenly turned her head to look at Ah Ci, and pulled down her sleeves very uncomfortably, and Ah Ci did not dodge her gaze.

On the night of the thirtieth day of the Chinese New Year's Eve, Dean He said that he wanted to make dumplings and gathered the children together, which looked very warm.

Mei Su didn't know when she sat next to her, and saw that Ah Ci couldn't wrap it, so she slowed down her movements, she moved, Ah Ci learned to move, and saw her wrap the first intact dumpling, Mei Su's eyes were full of smiles.

Ah Ci was in a trance, ah, her Arou sister is like this.

Suddenly, Mei Su lowered her voice and said: "Ah Ci, you have to be especially careful of Jiang Liuqing, and everyone here, don't believe it easily, remember what I said!" ”

Ah Ci was silent for a while, nodded his head, and Mei Su smiled: "Continue to make dumplings." ”

Ah Ci seriously wrapped one and wanted to show Meisu, but when she turned her head, Meisu was no longer there.

Thinking of some things before and after, the dumplings in Ah Ci's hand fell to the ground and chased them outside desperately.

It's gone...... I can't find Miso anymore, no more, I can't find it! She's alone again.

My heart was a little stuffy, maybe it was too cold, Ah Ci thought, so she stepped on the silent snow and turned back.

In the old corridor, she saw Dean He from a distance, talking to a little boy, unlike the usually cold and ruthless Dean He, her eyes were particularly loving when she looked at this little boy.

He also slipped a handful of candy into the little boy's pocket, touched his head, and then turned and walked away.

Ah Ci felt very uncomfortable, maybe it was jealousy, maybe it was because of something else...... Anyway, she stepped forward and stopped the little boy.

The little boy was eight years old, one of them, named Tong Yan, with a face like white dough, innocent big eyes, and a very obedient and cute look.

Tong Yan's calm eyes stared at Ah Ci for a moment, and Ah Ci also looked at him expressionlessly, and then silently stretched out his hand to him.

Tong Yan thought about it, took a piece of candy and put it in the palm of her hand.