This eleven or two-year-old boy has a somewhat similar face to the depraved and depraved person.

It's what he looked like when he was a child.

The boy suddenly turned around and looked behind him.

But his eyes seemed to have passed Chen Lun and fell behind Chen Lun, with the same ignorant doubt in his eyes, and a little joyful.

Chen Lun stood calmly, his eyes fell on the boy who turned around.

He moved his feet a few steps away, turned around and looked behind him.

Behind,

Two figures were standing.

One figure was wearing a floral long skirt, and the other figure was wearing a blue work suit.

The face looks a bit similar to the couple who had adopted another child in the welfare home before.

He was facing the boy with a gentle smile on his face.

"Xiao Sui, right? We will be your parents in the future."

The woman in a floral dress lowered her body, reached out to touch the boy's hair, and said with a smile on her face.

The boy had joy and some expectations in his eyes. When the woman reached out to touch his hair, he couldn't help but want to take a step back, then stopped his movements and let the woman's hand land on his hair.

"Dad and mom, I will take good care of you in the future."

The man in blue work suit also smiled, stretched out his hand and gently patted the boy on the shoulder.

The boy narrowed his eyes, his face full of smiles, and his eyes were filled with joy and expectation.

"Let's go, let's go home."

The woman put down her hand and held the boy's hand. The man's hand also gently placed it on the boy's shoulder, looking at the boy with a smile on her face.

This is the boy's parents.

"……Um!"

The boy raised his head, looked at his mother, and then at his father. He looked happy and nodded with a heavy emphasis.

Walking between the woman and the man, he followed and walked out of the welfare home gate.

"...Dad, mom, what are your names?"

"Dad's name is Yu Shoushuosui."

"Mom's name is Ning Ouci. Do you remember?"

"Remember!"

Standing aside, Chen Lun's eyes fell on the boy's family of three who were walking away from the welfare home.

The boy, with his parents, left the welfare home and gradually disappeared from sight.

Chen Lun's eyes were still calm and he had never moved forward.

The surrounding scenery did not change with the boy's family of three walking away.

"...Dad, mom...where do we live?"

“…not far from here…”

"...Director, a child is gone. I searched around the yard but couldn't find it."

Outside the welfare home, some words seemed to be vaguely heard from the distance.

The welfare home followed by an anxious sound.

“Have you asked if any other kids saw it?”

"After asking, a child said that he saw the child running out of the welfare home alone..."

"Hurry up and ask someone to look for it!"

...

Accompanied by some anxious words and movements.

The surrounding scene finally began to change again.

The clouds that have been lingering above my head seem to be gradually pressing down.

The darkness suddenly drowns around and also drowns Chen Lun in it.

Just standing calmly, Chen Lun had never moved his feet or turned his eyes.

Around the surroundings, the darkness gradually faded, and some dark scenes appeared.

Go around and the scene has been transformed again.

...

"...Mom, I'm back."

This is a somewhat open house.

There are several windows on the walls on all sides, with guardrails and glass, but they are all open.

Let the wind outside the house blow through the open glass, disturbing some things in the house.

The door towards the outside was also completely open.

The windows cannot cover the wind, and the doors cannot block the scene outside the house.

Let the wind blow into the house blow out from the open door, and penetrate the whole house through the transparent one.

In the room, there were clearly windows and doors, but there was a dimness that seemed to be incomplete.

In the darkness, leaning against one corner of the wall, there was a bed, but the bed seemed a little low.

The bed came over and leaned against this side, it seemed to be the kitchen with a stove.

There are some stools in the middle.

The boy's mother, a woman in a floral dress, was holding a broom to clean the dust on the floor in the house.

The boy's father also helped with a basket.

Chen Lun appeared again in this somewhat open room and stood aside, facing the couple.

The scene in this room, the figure of the couple naturally emerged in Chen Lun's eyes.

Chen Lun's eyes were calm, and his eyes fell in front of him, just standing quietly.

And at this moment,

Outside the open door, another figure appeared. He shouted and ran into the room quickly.

The woman swept the floor, the man listened to the sound, turned his head, looked over there, and smiled on his face.

Standing aside, Chen Lun naturally turned his eyes and looked at the figure running into the house.

The figure was the boy before, but he seemed to be a little older than before, and looked about fourteen or fifteen years old, and he was also a little thinner than before.

She wore a long-sleeved single robe on the upper body and a long trousers on the lower body.

The clothes were washed a little faded, and now they were stained with some dark stains from something. The trousers, which were also covered with some dust, looked a little dissatisfied.

His face, full of smiles, was covered with mud and oil.

As he shouted quickly, he ran into the house and ran towards his parents.

"...why did you go? It's so dirty."

The woman put down the broom in her hand with a smile, and walked to the boy.

I reached out and picked up some of the boy's hair, not sure if it was a plastic bag or some scrap of something.

Then he wiped the dirty stains on the boy's face with his hands, and reached out to help the boy dust off the ashes.

Looking at the mother helping her to dust off the dust, the boy giggled, with a smile on his face.

“…I’m playing games with them.”

The boy said with a smile.

"...you...what's wrong? Why did you make this big hole?"

The woman dusted the boy with dust and smiled, and was about to talk to the boy,

Immediately afterwards, I saw the boy's legs, and the trouser legs were torn and the trouser legs were torn, and the legs, from top to bottom, were carrying wounds that were not deep but some long, and some blood was oozing down.

The woman's expression changed suddenly, and she quickly squatted down.

"...It's okay, it doesn't hurt, I got it when playing against them."

The boy still smiled on his face, and then he picked up the thing he had been holding in his hand.

In my hand, there was a small plastic bag, which contained two and a half steamed buns, and that half seemed to have been bitten.

"...Mom, this is what I won in the game. I will give it to you and dad."
To be continued...