It was getting late, and the busy streets had a sense of desolation. There were fewer and fewer pedestrians, and the coldness brought by the wind was gradually becoming clear.
The little girl stood alone at the corner of the street, her black eyes bright but also a little helpless.
He looked really pitiful.
“..”
Little cabbage, yellow in the ground ~
The corner of Chu yanhuan's eyes twitched. She squatted down silently and held her soft white face with her hand. She sighed.
Why did he feel that she was so miserable?
He was like a little beggar, just short of a broken bowl in front of him!
It was a coincidence.
At this time, a handsome little boy approached and placed a silver ingot in front of her. He smiled shyly at her and said in a baby voice.
"Little girl, go buy something to eat ... Ah, my mother is here to find me!"
"Little sister, goodbye!"