Song Liuguang knew that Ling Yanluo was unreliable, but he didn't expect it to be so unreliable.

"Ling Yanluo. Song Liuguang got into the crowd with the candy man, she was only up to the waist of an adult, there were crowds of people, there were laughter and music from Cining Palace, no one cared about her anxiety at all.

Although she has her own opinions on weekdays, she is just a nine-year-old child, and being separated from those close to her will spread a fear and anxiety from the bottom of her heart.

In the chaotic world, sometimes once you let go, it is destiny to see each other in this life.

What's more, sometimes the separation is deliberate.

On the way to escape the famine, there will always be people who lose their children.

The adults who lost their children would cry, and the muddy tears were mixed with indescribable woodenness, and the people on the side would sigh and be anxious together, but no one proposed to find them.

Most people understand, adults think children don't understand, children pretend not to understand.

The children who were squatting on the sand and playing were suddenly one less person, and they were the ones who knew best, and they were the ones who fought and scolded on weekdays, but when the broken wood and rags that the man was playing with were still there, but the people never returned, the children's quarrels and laughter would be sharper and louder than usual.

None of them mentioned where the child had gone, but all the children's laughter was full of incomprehension, sadness, and deep fear.

Song Liuguang didn't dare to sleep every night, counting the breathing sound of her parents, one of them was slightly heavier, and she curled up her body.

She's scared, what if her parents wake her up?

Would it be useful for her to cry?

Why throw her away? Daddy should love her the most, but she is the oldest, she is a girl, but she can't live anymore, what if?

She is worried every day, no matter where she goes, she will carry her younger brother on her back, the second brother really needs someone to carry it, others will praise her for her filial piety, but she feels ashamed and pathetic, her brother's heavy weight is pressed on her back, and the indescribable muttering of children in her mouth makes her feel extra relieved, but she will slowly spread shallow despair and jealousy in her heart.

Every time she realized this thought, Song Liuguang would panic, she had a deep guilt for her brother, but all this could only swing around in her mind, like a ghost, I don't know when it came to her heart, making her heart almost vomit.

But in just ten days, she seemed to be in a comfortable dream, and quickly forgot about it.

So when the crowd rushed into Song Liuguang and knocked her sugar man to the ground, Song Liuguang stared at the trampled sugar man, amazed at why he forgot all this so quickly.

She has been having nightmares for most of her short years, why did she forget about it in ten days?

Song Liuguang trembled uncontrollably for a while, and she soon felt her heart gradually calm down, she looked at everything around her, people with clear faces but fake, wide streets, stalls selling candy balls and clay figurines, large shops with bright entrances, and heavy silver ingots in her pockets.

Fuck it, Song Liuguang felt an inexplicable pleasure gushing out of his heart, anyway, he wasn't his mother Lao Tzu, and he lost Lao Tzu, so Lao Tzu was not in a hurry.

She bit off the head of the remaining giant dragon candy man, threw it casually, and walked towards the stage.