The scorching sun made the beach very lively. People were playing barefoot on the beach, and the sea water turned into heat waves. Couples picking up shells, children playing, adults chatting, everything...
It’s so beautiful….
"Wow 55555, mommy, mommy" the little girl cried, looking at her finger that was pinched by a crab, and called her mommy, but her mommy didn't appear for a long time.
"If you don't cry, it won't hurt anymore if you blow it." The girl in white came over at some point and squatted down, holding the little girl's hand and blowing gently.
As expected, the little girl stopped crying. She looked at the girl in white with clear eyes: "Sister Angel, you are Sister Angel, right? Haha!!! I saw Sister Angel. My mother said that Sister Angel is wearing white clothes and is very kind and will help the children.
And she’s very beautiful.”
The girl smiled slightly: "Where is your mother?".
The little girl seemed to have forgotten her mother for a moment when she saw the 'Angel Sister', then suddenly remembered her, her eyes darkened, and she choked with sobs: "I don't know."
After the girl treated the wound on the little girl's hand, she sat down next to the little girl and said, "I'll wait for mommy with you."
The little girl smiled happily when she heard this and sat on the soft beach with her...
"Sister Angel, do you have a name?" the little girl asked innocently, tilting her head.
"Yes, my name is 'Yan'," the girl replied softly, her eyes looking into the distance.
The little girl asked curiously: "Which Yan? Is it just called Yan without a surname? Why is it called Yan? My name is Chen Dongxue, and my father's surname is Chen. Dongxue is because my mother said that I was born when it snowed in winter."
After finishing the little girl giggled... .
The girl smiled and looked at the innocent little girl, and said calmly: "There is no surname, the rock is 'Yan'. Have you heard of Sun Wukong? He is the spirit of heaven and earth. A monkey without father or mother was born from the rock."
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After hearing this, the little girl held her little face in her hands and asked seriously: "But Sun Wukong has no father or mother? Sister Angel, don't you have parents too?".
There was a sadness on Yan's face for a moment, but it disappeared instantly: "I am an angel sister, of course I have no father or mother."
"Winter snow!!! Winter snow!" A woman shouted anxiously at the beach.
Yan looked at the woman not far away and said to the little girl: "Your mother is looking for you."
The little girl was thinking about what she just heard. After seeing her mother, she said goodbye to the girl and ran over. The woman found the little girl and cried with joy, picked up the little girl and left the seaside...
Yan sat on the beach and buried his face under his knees. The tragedy of the fire 10 years ago was still fresh in his mind. The fire - lit up the entire suburban night. The smoke - was so thick that he could not see anything. Chaos - little friend
The children did not listen to the teacher and ran around. The sounds of panic and helplessness, the shouting sounds, were louder and louder. The crying sounds were more miserable...
"Ah!!!" Yan shouted uncontrollably, temporarily rescuing her from that terrifying night. Was she lucky or unlucky? She fell into a secret tunnel in the orphanage in panic.
But she had witnessed everything with her own eyes before... Her (his) body was on fire, so scary... She seemed to have helped her (him) put out the fire...
'Don't think about it anymore, don't think about it anymore...' Yan tried hard to stop remembering and return to the present. He opened his eyes and looked at the blue sea and sky, with three groups of people standing up and walking out of the seaside. Their backs were so thin and strong.