Lin Jinran, who obtained this kind of understanding, gave up the idea of ​​going to the child in a decadent way.

She stared nervously at the child eating marshmallows, bent over, and asked as gentle as possible, "Little boy, do you know where this place is?"

"I don't know." The child took a bite of marshmallow, and his mouth and nose were stained.

He frowned, as if he felt dirty, and he was reluctant to waste it. He pulled it down with his little hands and licked his fingers.

My heart was inexplicably soft, and my nervousness seemed to be relieved. Lin Jinran looked around the child and did not see anyone else, "What about your parents?"

The child who ate marshmallow blinked his big eyes of black grapes, and a trace of sadness appeared in his eyes, "I don't have parents, I only have uncles."

My heart suddenly tugged. The child looked only one or two years old, and he didn't have the love of his parents. I felt uncomfortable when I thought about it.

Just as she was about to say something, the child looked back and raised his chubby little hand.

He turned his head and looked at Lin Jinran, and said in a slight voice, "My uncle called me, I'm leaving."

After saying that, he turned around and waved his short legs, holding the marshmallow in his hand, and ran happily towards the distance.

"Don't run." Lin Jinran subconsciously chased after him, but he could never catch up with the child.

She saw the child getting farther and farther away until she couldn't see him.

When she stopped, the scenery around had changed.

There was no dense crowd and there was no one left. She stood in a beam of light and looked blankly around the darkness.

The sound of the heart was clearer than the next. Where was she?

"Jinran, I'll take you home." A voice came from afar, and Lin Jinran suddenly turned to the direction of the sound, and there was joy between his eyebrows and eyes.

Mu Shaochen, it is Mu Shaochen!

"Shaochen, I'm here." Lin Jinran shouted and waved his arms, vaguely seeing the outline of a person not far away.

The joy that could not be stopped in my heart, "Shaochen."

"Come on, I'll take you home." Mu Shaochen, who was hiding in the dark, stretched out in the direction of her, waiting for Lin Jinran to arrive.

"Shaochen." Lin Jinran ran to him panting, his chest filled with grievances and discomforts.

She has been having a very uncomfortable life these days. She finally saw Mu Shaochen and was able to get rid of Ye Xiao.

When his fair fingers stretched out and were about to put them in Mu Shaochen's hand, Lin Jinran suddenly realized that Mu Shaochen was very strange.

The person in the shadow seemed to have more than one outline. She took back her arm, slowly moved back, and alertly asked, "Who are you?"

"I am Mu Shaochen, come to Jinran. You are not looking for me all the time, come to me." In the shadow, Mu Shaochen's voice was speaking, and his palm once again stretched out in the direction of her.

Lin Jinran breathed a sigh of relief. The voice was not wrong, maybe she was too sensitive.

Truely raised his hand and put it in Mu Shaochen's palm, Lin Jinran raised a relieved smile.

"No, no!" A low growl suddenly broke out somewhere behind him, "Let him go, let go!"

I looked back in fear and saw a person running towards her in the distant place.

For some reason, she really wanted to listen to the person's phone number and let go of Mu Shaochen's hand.

But the next second, her hand was clenched tightly, and she could not let it go.

"Shaochen?" She looked at the person who was gradually walking out of the shadow in surprise. Her pupils contracted violently in an instant, and she could no longer suppress her screams, "Ah!!!"
Chapter completed!