I looked down at the broken glass on the floor, glanced at the mess in the room again, sighed in my heart, walked to the bed, took the sleepy kitten in my arms, and turned and walked out of the room.

Vivien followed behind me, whispering to me about the layout of the manor, which I silently remembered in my mind, in order to make it easier for me to run away later.

"Oh God! I'm lost again!" came a cry of remorse from the bushes ahead.

The voice was soft, like a fourteen or fifteen-year-old girl, but there was an old-fashioned tone in her tone.

I stopped and looked puzzled.

The kitten jumped out of my arms, leaped into the bushes, and after a little squirming, I heard a scream.

"Ahh

Hearing the kitten's miserable meow, Vivien frowned and shouted into the bushes, "Beware of its bite......"

Before Vivien could say the word "you", she heard another rustling in the bushes, and then the kitten sped out of the bushes in panic and plunged into my arms, trembling and growling in fear, completely devoid of the bravery of the bite Avenert just now.

With an eyebrow raised, I squinted at Vivien, raised my hand and gently stroked the kitten's back, and I became even more curious about the little girl behind the bushes.

After waiting for a while, the bushes were finally pulled away by two dirty hands, and then a small head was revealed, and the little head came out of the bushes and looked up and smiled at us.

Looking at the little thing that came out of the bushes with a dirty face, but still showing a mouth full of white teeth, and smiling happily at us, I suddenly felt that all my curiosity had been extinguished, and only the infinite self-reproach in my heart remained.

"Vivien, it's great to have you. The dirty little creature crawled out of the bushes and screamed happily and pounced on Vivien.

The little thing dangled from Vivien, dangling two ...... Dangling a dirty shoe that could no longer be seen in its original color, and a naked, dirty foot.

I felt the corners of my mouth twitch uncontrollably, and I raised my hand to touch the veil on my face, but fortunately there was this veil in my way, and I didn't do anything too rude.

"Lost again?" said Vivien, who raised her hand to pluck the leaves off the little thing's head, "Didn't I tell you that I couldn't run around while I wasn't there?

The little thing slipped off Vivien's body, sat on the ground, lowered his head a little embarrassed and stuck out his tongue, "I saw a little squirrel just now, so I ran to chase it, who knew that the little squirrel ran too fast, and I didn't catch up." ”

I stood aside and watched Vivien talk to the filthy thing, because the kitten in my arms had been shaking even more since it came out of the filthy thing, and I couldn't soothe it well, and I didn't have time to speak.

The dirty thing sat cross-legged on the floor, one hand propped up on his knee and his chin propped up, and the other pointed at me, "Who is this woman?"

Vivien's brows furrowed, and her voice was a little stern, "She's not 'this woman', she's ......"

"I know!" the dirty thing interrupted Vivien, and with a 'poof' she jumped to her feet, reaching out and ripping off my veil.

Shaking the trophy in her hand like a prank-trick child, she smiled and pointed at me with three words, "Hatherine!"