Begonia sleepless tonight

A group of children bounced out of the school with smiles on their faces.

Yan Ruyi was very envious of that bright smile.

One of the children caught her attention.

The other children were naughty and coquettish with their parents, only the little girl bowed to the teacher obediently and said goodbye.

Her small body seemed to be overwhelmed by her schoolbag, but she walked forward slowly step by step, and she didn't stop for a second in the crowd.

Other children are picked up by adults, but she is alone.

But there was no trace of envy on the girl's face.

That pink face makes people want to reach out and pinch it, it's so sensible that it makes people feel distressed.

Yan Ruyi didn't know why, but felt a kind of sadness.

She watched the little girl walk into the hotel.

Unexpectedly, that family was so arrogant and unreasonable, and the children they raised were not bad.

She was sighing, but saw the figure just now going back and forth.

The little girl ran down from the second floor with her head in her arms. Her steps were so fast that she almost fell down several times. Every time Yan Ruyi watched, she couldn't help but get up from the stool and run to catch her.

Behind him, the fat proprietress was holding a wooden stick twice as thick as the little girl's arm, looking terrified.

He said dirty things all over his mouth: "I'll feed you, I'll clothe you, I won't be able to clean the table if you wipe it! Stop!"

"Ah! I was wrong, Mom!" The girl stumbled and fell to the side of the road wearing shoes that were several times larger than her feet.

The girl didn't care about the pain, she hugged her head with both hands, watching the wooden stick was about to fall on her petite body.

Yan Ruyi couldn't sit still, so she rushed over and threw herself on the girl, resisting these two blows forcefully.

These two strokes were not ordinary strength, she felt that she could hardly breathe, but those hands were tightly protecting the child and would not let go.

"I said, what are you doing, such a small child." Seeing Yan Ruyi's attack, someone beside him couldn't help saying a few words, but he didn't go up to help her, but just stood and watched from a distance.

Yan Ruyi took a deep breath, staring at the child in his arms with wide-eyed eyes: "How is it? Are you okay?"

"Auntie." The timid voice was full of disbelief.

"What's none of your business?! Hit you?!" Wielding the stick, the proprietress dispersed the crowd, "You pounced on it yourself, it has nothing to do with me!"

The proprietress looked down at Yan Ruyi arrogantly, and picked herself up.

The boss also went downstairs when he heard the noise outside: "Isn't it just asking you to find a child, why is it so troublesome."

Just glanced at Yan Ruyi on the ground, the boss pushed his own woman upstairs, and glared at the little girl: "Go back soon! Don't feel ashamed!"

The child immediately pushed Yan Ruyi away, got up and was about to follow the man up.

"You guys are child abuse." Yan Ru said in a resounding voice.

More and more people gathered around to watch the excitement.

With the help of the crowd, Yan Ruyi also had more confidence in her heart to write. Looking at this man's appearance, she didn't want to make this matter a big deal. She was sure that he wouldn't dare to do anything to herself in front of so many people.

She strode forward, stood in front of the girl, and protected her behind her.

"I take care of my own child, what does it have to do with you, if you have the ability, sue me!" The boss said more than Ruyi, grabbed the child's hand, and pulled her hard, trying to drag her over.

Yan Ruyi lay between the two of them, desperately tugging at the little girl's clothes, afraid of hurting her.

The strength on both sides is not small, how can a child as delicate as a flower bear such a pull, babbling in pain, Yan Ruyi feels distressed to see it.

The people around could only talk, but no one came forward to dissuade them.

"What's the use of just watching!" The boss winked at the woman.

The proprietress rushed up and grabbed Yan Ruyi's hair and tore at random, splitting the hair from the scalp with the roots, causing pain.

But there was only one thought in her mind.

Protect this child.

The way she looked at herself was like her longing for Jiang Jiucheng back then, if she could have someone to protect her when she stabbed her body with a knife.

Will these days of suffering be different? This bit of pain is nothing.

"Let go! Let go of my sister!" A tall and thin boy rushed in from the crowd.

When Yan Ruyi heard this familiar voice, the stone in her heart finally fell to the ground.

Her palm patted the girl's back lightly a few times, comforting her: "It's okay, it's okay."

Feng Ze rushed up, raised his fists high, and just frightened them a couple of times, and the two quickly let go: "You guys, what are you doing?! Are you robbing children in broad daylight?!"

Now the people who watched the excitement turned their faces away.

No one wanted to be this witness, so they turned around and went their separate ways.

Feng Ze protected Yan Ruyi and the child backed away one after another, wary of the two: "Let's go!"

Apart from the faint pain from the scalp, there was nothing else.

But the child ran slower and slower, Yan Ruyi stopped and looked back.

The soles of the girl's feet were covered with blood blisters made from stones. When Yan Ruyi saw her eyes, she lowered her head in embarrassment. Her bare feet rubbed against the ground and curled up hard, as if she was afraid of being seen.

Feng Ze turned his head when he couldn't hear the footsteps behind him: "What's going on?"

Following Yan Ruyi's line of sight, he also saw this pair of tormented little feet.

He squatted in front of the child: "Come on uncle's back."

The little girl looked at the broad back in front of her, her eyes rolled, but she didn't dare to reach out.

"What's wrong?" Yan Ruyi patiently knelt down and finished talking to her.

What flows in the child's innocent eyes is pure, and there is no trace of impurities in the black eyes: "I can still go, uncle's clothes will be dirty."

A child who is only a few years old should be the jewel in the palm of his parents' hands, but at this moment he is as sensible as an adult.

Every word she said was for others, never for herself.

He was obviously injured, so he should have no scruples to ask for love from adults, and the first thing that came to his mind was to feel sorry.

I can't imagine what kind of life she lived before.

Yan Ruyi sighed, clamped her armpits, put her on Feng Ze's back, patted her on the back, and said encouragingly: "Put your feet up so that uncle's clothes won't be dirty. .”

The little girl nodded half-understanding, and really raised her feet obediently.

They ran to the depths of the alley, and the noise behind them was hidden behind their figures.

This town may not be big, but there are so many people and shops, it will be hard to find it for a while.

The boss and the proprietress stood at the door of the hotel and whispered something.