The early morning sun shone warmly on the abandoned factory building, and a black van was parked at the factory gate. A big man with a tattoo on his shoulder stepped out of the van, he pulled open the rusty iron door of the factory, and another big man carried an unconscious girl out of the car. The girl's face was pale, her breathing was weak, she was soft on the shoulders of the big man, and her long hair was hanging down.

The big man threw the girl in, and the girl fell heavily to the ground, still moaning in pain in her coma. His face was snow-white, and his body was unconsciously curled up together. The two big men closed the iron door, and there was a faint sound of conversation.

"Big brother can't run away, right?"

"A bunch of little kids, how can they run away."

The sunlight is isolated from the factory, and the darkness is shrouded in paper kites, cold and cold... I don't know how long it took for the paper kite to wake up...

In the next room, there were the cries of children and the beating and scolding of the two terrible men. The paper kite was very frightened in her heart, and shrank into the corner of the wall, not daring to make a sound. In this damp and gloomy hut, the paper kite has no support for it, and it can't even tell the difference between day and night. It was cold, and the little paper kite curled up in the dirty quilt and shivered.

Only then did she realize that she was surrounded by a child who had been trafficked, but one child was already very sick due to excessive fright and bone-chilling weather. The paper kite was so frightened that she stuck her head into her neck and covered her mouth and wept.

"Are you cold? It was the voice of a little boy. There was some trembling, very crisp, very tiny, but the little paper kite still heard it clearly.

"Hmm." The paper kite replied in a whisper, wrapping the quilt tightly around her body. The boy moved towards the paper kite, and the two of them were close enough to keep each other warm.

"This is what my mother knitted for me, it's thick and warm, you won't get cold when you wear it!" The boy fumbled in the darkness and grabbed the paper kite's hand and placed a pair of gloves on hers.

"Woo, I want to go home, I want my mother." The little boy next to him began to cry, and his voice was distressing. "What are you crying about, do you want to be beaten again?" The creaking door was violently kicked open. A vicious man with the smell of alcohol walked in, carried the little boy and beat him severely. The air was filled with the heart-rending cries of children.

"Be quiet, if you bring people in, I'll throw you all to feed the wild dogs!" There was silence in the room. Paper Kite's subconsciously moved to the boy next to him, and his body trembled even more.

"Don't be afraid, I'll take you out." The boy patted the paper kite's head with his hand. The voice was immature, but it was full of firmness. I don't know why the paper kite just believes in him and believes in him from the bottom of my heart. Leaning on his warm shoulder, there was a feeling of sleepiness.

"Little girl, what's your name?"

The paper kite rubbed her wistful eyes and looked at the boy. "Little kite, that's what my parents call me, they want me to be as free and unrestrained as a kite. Woo, I miss my parents so much! ”

"Little kite, don't be sad, I'll take you out, you'll see them soon."

"Thank you, little brother!" A smile tugged at the boy's face. The paper kite looked at the boy and felt less scared in his heart.

"Little kite, wake up!" The paper kite slowly opened its eyes, and the boy's face came into view.

"Little brother?"

"Shhhh A few days ago, I found a very small hole in the corner of the wall, so every day while they were sleeping, I quietly dug it with my hands, and I guess I could climb out. Paper Kite nodded, and followed the boy cautiously to another corner. The boy uncovered a tattered mat with his hands, and through the light outside, the paper kite could see the hole clearly. The boy crawled out of the hole first, and then pulled the paper kite out. The two fled from that terrible place. Tired of running, it is estimated that they will not be able to catch up, and the boy pulls the paper kite, and sits and rests under a big tree.

"Look, there are so many stars!" The paper kite pointed excitedly at the sky and yelled at the boy. I haven't seen the light for a long time, and the paper kite's heart is filled with inexplicable excitement.

"You like stars?"

"I prefer the sun! It's so warm on the body. ”

"Tomorrow at dawn, you will be able to see the sun. That's when you'll be able to go home! The paper kite looked at the boy and nodded violently.

Leaning on the little boy's shoulder, the paper kite, gradually fell asleep, and when he woke up, he found that he was lying in the hospital, while his mother was wiping her tears, and her father was standing by the bed, looking at him worriedly. Seeing that the paper kite opened her eyes, the paper mother jumped up and hugged her tightly in her arms.

"Mom, where's that little brother?"

"It's the little boy, he's been picked up by his parents. He was very brave and led the police to arrest all the bad guys. You don't have to be scared anymore! You've been asleep for three days and three nights, and you're dying. The paper mother hugged the paper kite and continued to cry.

This time, the police cracked a major child abduction and trafficking case. More than a dozen people involved in the crime were arrested, causing a sensation in the local area. This year, the paper kite was five years old. Paper Mom and Paper Dad didn't want her to remember this memory, so she left her original village and bought a house in another village to start a new life.

Paper Kite never saw the boy who had given him warmth again. I only know that he is a person who is as warm as the sun. He left himself a pair of thick gloves and a sunshine and anticipation for a sunny day.

"Little kite, little kite, wake up quickly, if you don't leave, you'll be late..." Let's be honest. The paper kite actually resented this spell-like call, which made her intoxicated for so long.

As usual, as soon as the paper kite opened his eyes, he saw the boy who was carrying a black schoolbag and grinning at himself with two tiger teeth. This picture once became all the impressions of Xia Yang in the paper kite's childhood.

"Still not up? Xia Yang has been waiting for you here for a long time. The paper mother walked in from outside the door, half scolded and half pity the paper kite. The paper kite-kite rubbed her eyes that hadn't opened yet, and winked at Xia Yang.

"Go and wait for me outside, and I'll be over in a moment." Xia Yang walked to the outhouse with interest and sat down obediently. When he was in a hurry, he shouted into the house: "Paper kite, are you okay, hurry up!" ”

"Alright, alright, here we come. What's the hurry! The paper kite shook two long braids, wore a light green dress, carried a blue schoolbag on her shoulder, and held two big buns stuffed by her paper mother in her hands, and walked out of the back room slowly.

"Hello, here you go!" Walking in front of Xia Yang, the paper kite habitually stretched out a hand holding a bun to Xia Yang.