It was on the way back from the Ye Family Martial Arts School to the Huang Family Villa. Every day at the Ye Family, after finishing my homework, watching TV, and getting ready to go back to bed, it was already around ten o'clock in the evening. Under the street lights, a black-haired mixed-race little girl was wearing tattered clothes.
, looked over tentatively and hesitantly.
I saw this little girl again three days ago, also at night.
Jianghai City is a big city after all, and it’s almost midnight. Although it’s close to the outskirts of the city, this street is still not in a depression. Some shops are still open. There is a fried noodle truck that closes its stall very late and always stops on this road.
Next to it, because there are construction teams living on the other end of the street all year round, workers in twos and threes would gather here to have supper very late at night. It was also in front of the noodle cart that he accidentally saw the little mixed-race girl.
The little girl also saw him at the same time.
Different from the pink and jade-like doll image more than a month ago, the little girl at this time was wearing a ragged and sloppy dress - Jia Ming could still recognize that it was the clothes that Shasha gave to the little girl - the face
There were stains everywhere, and she still had no shoes on her feet. She looked at the road under her feet, opened her hands, and carefully walked back and forth in front of the fried noodle truck. Instead of raising her little face to look at the car, she twitched the dirty
She had a small nose, and when she saw Jia Ming, she was obviously confused for a moment, and then watched Jia Ming go away.
Only those eyes were still as sparkling and flawless as before.
Jiaming didn't know why the little girl looked like this. Judging from the first time he saw the mother and daughter, their family should be quite wealthy, with fine clothes and so many things.
Bodyguards, even if they are in a foreign country, if they want to seek help, they can go directly to the embassy. Moreover, although the money Shasha gave them was not much, it was always more than enough to make an overseas phone call. Why did it end up like this? Moreover,
...Where is her mother?
Jianghai City has developed rapidly in the past few years. Beyond the street, there are several construction sites, but there is also a dangerous building in one place. It is said that it is to be demolished and rebuilt. However, due to many reasons, no action has been taken so far. Nowadays, homeless people often
Han or a beggar lived there. Looking at the little girl's dress, do she and her mother currently live in that building?
He is not a person with overflowing sympathy. During the years when he was a killer, he has already understood that there is a shortage of everyone in the world, but there is no shortage of people in need of help. Even if he sacrifices his life, how many people can he help? However, hopefully
When he saw the little girl's eyes, Jia Ming couldn't help but feel a little pity. He was nine or ten years old, and that was the age when he was taken away and became a killer.
On the second and third days, the two of them just looked at each other every night. The little girl always timidly watched Jia Mingyuan go away. But the fourth and fifth days were weekends, and he spent the night at the Liu family's villa.
On the Monday night of the second week, I played too late at Ye's house. When I passed that street, it was almost 12 o'clock in the evening. There were basically no pedestrians on the street. The noodle cart was also preparing to close its stall. The little girl
Standing in front of the noodle cart, I raised my hands and spoke to the boss with great difficulty.
Even a genius cannot learn a foreign language in a month, especially Chinese, which is recognized as one of the most difficult languages to learn. The little girl hesitated, and the noodle cart owner became impatient with her.
, said very loudly: "You girl, go away, stay here every day, I am not doing good deeds, go away, go away..."
The two struggled for a while, and the little girl finally realized that there was no result. She turned around and squatted in front of the sewer nearby, crying softly. She hugged her knees with her hands and curled up tightly. She glanced at the road here from time to time, but she didn't know.
Ming was hiding in the shadows, so she couldn't notice him at all. Although it was already summer, the weather hadn't completely turned hot yet, and it was still cold at midnight. The little girl's feet were rubbed together carefully.
After watching this for a while, Jiaming finally sighed and walked over helplessly.
Seeing Jiaming's sudden appearance, the little girl suddenly raised her head, as if she wanted to run over, but finally made no move. She thought that Jiaming was the one who saved their mother and daughter that night, but after all, Jiaming had always said
Denied.
Walking to the fried noodle stall, Jia Ming said: "Master, are there any fried noodle stalls for sale?"
"Ah, and, and, you sit down, it will be ready soon. Hey, you came just in time, the stall will be closed soon."
"Oh." Jiaming nodded, "I want three copies, one to be packed, thank you."
As he spoke, he waved to the little girl. Suddenly, the little girl's eyes lit up and she ran towards him and said in English: "Brother..."
"Sit down." Also speaking in English, Jia Ming asked the little girl to sit aside. Then he took off his coat and put it on the little girl's body. He gently wiped the stains on her face without saying a word.
After a while, the first plate of fried noodles was served. Jia Ming pushed it in front of the little girl and watched her wolfing it down. Jia Ming gently stroked her back and asked the fried noodle boss: "Master, what's going on here?"
Does the little girl come here every day?”
"Oh, I just came here a few days ago. She looks like a foreigner. She seems to be waiting for someone here every day. She didn't wait for someone yesterday and the night before. She stayed here until I closed the stall and refused to leave. She kept squatting next to her.
I'm crying, oh, it's pitiful, but I also run a small business, so I can't help even if I want to. My little friend, do you know her?"
"Oh, she's a distant relative of mine. She just came back from the United States. She got separated a few days ago. I just found her now and took her back right away."
"Ah, America, it's a great place..." The boss kept talking about the benefits of the United States. Jia Ming didn't want to listen, so he poured a glass of water and brought it to the choked little girl's mouth, and said softly: "Slow down.
eat."
"Well...thank you...brother..."
"Eat slowly...what's your name?"
"I... Heidi, my name is Heidi Tang."
"Heidi Tang..." Jia Ming repeated, she was indeed a mixed race.
After a while, another plate of fried noodles was brought up. Jia Ming finished it three times, five divided by two, and Heidi was eating hard, but there was still some leftover. Then, under the leadership of Heidi, Jia Ming finished it.
Ming carried the packed fried noodles to the dilapidated building at the other end of the street. Just as Jia Ming expected, the mother and daughter indeed lived there.
What Jia Ming didn't know was that there were many homeless people or beggars living in that dangerous building in the first two years, but at the end of the year, less than half of it collapsed without warning. After that, the number of people who dared to live here decreased day by day, and through the dark depths
In the corridor, the two went up to the third floor. A firelight glowed slightly at the end. The little girl was about to turn back and speak to Jiaming, but Jiaming, who could see things in the dark, suddenly covered her mouth.
At the end of the passage, a woman's weak struggle and cry for help came...