【Original God】I am looking for the flesh and blood of love in time and space

When he saw the girl in the village for tea, he did not show the excitement that the girl imagined - on the contrary, he was just stunned for a moment, and then he played the role of a good boy, but his eyes were red, and he could not let go of the desire. tears.

"Oh," the girl said, looking disappointed and distressed, "it seems that Xiaocha doesn't miss me at all."

"I...!" Zhai Xiacha stood up unconvinced at first, but seemed to still be thinking about his persona all the time, and then the arrogance that was finally ignited faded away, "I, I miss my sister."

"elder sister......"

Zhaixia Cha quietly glanced at the wanderer leaning against the door. The latter immediately understood, rolled his eyes, followed the door frame to the outside, and thoughtfully closed the door for them:

"I'll go find the doctor while you chat."

Ah, he actually left very obediently.

"Sister..." Zhaixia Cha cautiously stretched out his hand, "Can I hug you?"

Why...are you so timid?

Zhai Xia Cha has never been very straightforward, but he definitely shouldn't be as restrained as he is now.

Been bullied?

The girl thought about it, and took the initiative to take the Zhaixia Tea on the hospital bed into her arms, patting it gently with her hands, silently arranging questions in her heart.

However, it was obvious that Zhai Xiacha spoke faster - probably during the days when he could not see girls or homeless people, he had rehearsed these words in his mind many times:

"Sister, I have a family, right?"

"Strange, then why don't I know what 'home' is like?"

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"Psychological intervention?"

The wanderer frowned and looked at the case:

"He doesn't look like a child with psychological problems."

"Indeed, Zhaixia's psychological problems are hidden. However, when we did some examinations, we found that he would subconsciously resist contact with adult men, so we gave him a psychological test."

The current doctor in charge of Zhaixiacha is a young-looking woman, not the famous old doctor that the wanderer had initially made an appointment with.

I think it was because they had no choice but to replace it after they discovered that Zhaixia Tea was repulsive to adult men. The old doctor is now the team leader of the disease team at Zhaixiacha.

"Moderate post-traumatic stress disorder, moderate anxiety, and associated sleep disturbance."

"sleep disorder?"

The wanderer thought back to Zhaixia Cha and their interactions with each other - it seemed that there were no problems.

Although this doctor is young, she is surprisingly responsible - and because she is young, she cannot conceal the blame and distress in her tone well:

"... After all, he is a child of this age. If your guardian has the conditions, it is better to keep him with you. Zhaixia's physical condition is more complex and his development is somewhat delayed. We do not recommend drug treatment for the time being."

The doctor could also tell that these young men and women were most likely not Zhaixiacha's parents, but they were indeed the only ones to visit Zhaixiacha during this period, except for the white-haired ghost tribe and the green-haired girl. .

Zhaixiacha didn't show any affection towards those two people, especially towards the ghost clan. Just seeing him, Zhaixiacha wanted to move to the corner of the bed, but the ghost clan was stupid and didn't. A little bit of feeling.

"We will consider it. If the medicine has an impact on his body... I will discuss it with my, my - lover first."

The wanderer put away the thick stack of paper and nodded to the doctor:

"Sorry to trouble you, but please be more considerate."

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"I think..."/"I feel..."

"Let Xiaocha/that kid be discharged from the hospital (right)?"

"Eh?"

Outside the ward, the two of them were sitting side by side. After hearing almost the same words, they raised their heads in unison and met each other's eyes.

"......You speak first."

"Ah, well," the girl nodded, "I feel like Xiaocha is not happy being here alone."

"Although I asked Yi Dou and A-Nin to take care of him, most of the time, he is still alone after all."

Because neither the girl nor the homeless man was short of money, the homeless man took it for granted that he chose a single ward for Zhaixiacha when going through the formalities - it was said to be a ward, but in fact it was more like a small suite, placed outside. It looks like a nice place to live. In such an empty house, only a little person like Zhaixia Cha lives.

"I think, if possible, let's help Xiaocha find a 'home'!"

"Let him have a real, warm, visible and tangible family."

"Oh? I thought that Miss Virgin would want to take him with her personally."

The wanderer did not deny the girl's idea, but chose to hand over the information in his hand:

"However, in his case, the conditions for adoption may be a bit harsh - I originally planned to take him to Xumiru."

"But if there is a good family willing to adopt him, it should be good."

"After all, I don't have the ability to give him a stable life... Is this a mental illness?"

The girl paused her hands and pursed her lips.

In fact, it was not difficult to see, but Zhai Xiacha's behavior was a bit too normal, which made her not think about it.

"Well, for a child his age, it's quite serious."

"He's also a very cunning little kid who will cover this up himself."

"......Hello."

The door was suddenly pushed open, making both the girl and the wanderer startled.

"Since it's something related to me, you should discuss it with me, right?"

Zhaixia Cha is indeed a cunning and smart child.

While other children were still figuring out who received more compliments than themselves today, Zhai Xiacha already knew how to get something more substantial than "praise" on his own.

There was nothing he could do, nothing he could do.

He was not a child who grew up with love and praise. When other children closed their eyes and listened to their mother's lullaby, he could only hear his mother's suppressed and painful howl.

He couldn't remember his mother's appearance, her smile, or her voice - but he couldn't forget his mother's cries or roar either. I can’t forget the pain that my mother’s mere wrapping could not stop.

My father's face - strange, I can't remember it clearly. It was clear that my father died not long ago.

But once he started trying to recall his father's face, that ordinary face suddenly became distorted and weird. The fangs pierced his cheek hard and penetrated right in front of his eyeballs. The tip of his nose suddenly poured in a pungent smell. The smell of blood was like the smell of a coffin that had rotted for a long time, making him hold his breath uncontrollably, and then he felt the suffocation of his whole head being pushed into the water——

At that moment, he didn't dare to breathe, and he couldn't breathe.

It turned out that he was sick.

Zhaixiacha breathed a sigh of relief after listening to the content of their conversation.

I thought I would be haunted by that monster for the rest of my life.