He came from the system to save childhood

Without waiting for anyone else to stop him, the little guy couldn't wait any longer.

Although he couldn't explain the feeling in his heart, he thought that his mother seemed to need him very much now.

Chen Yang and his grandmother chased after the kid, watching him stagger forward with his head covered. When crossing the road, he didn't even have time to wait for passing vehicles. Everyone watching was worried.

In the end, it was Chen Yang who stopped the man and hugged him tightly in his arms. Chen Yang did this every time. He liked to hug people tightly, as if this could calm the other person down.

"Don't run away. Can the teacher take you there?"

Even though his breathing was rapid, Chen Yang was the first to calm the little cub's emotions. The little cub was already panicking and at a loss as to what to do. The connection between mother and child seemed to be an illusion, but the pain in his heart confirmed this statement.

Sitting in Chen Yang's car, the little girl felt her breathing quicken and her expression became increasingly gloomy. The big tree she was guarding was about to cut off its own branches and roots, and she was even unwilling to notify the grass under her protection.

After handing over the free-range weeds to others, she began to fantasize about dying alone. She thought this was the best outcome, so the weeds began to hate the big tree.

Why is it that sometimes it gently uses its branches and leaves to shield the grass from wind and rain, and sometimes it cruelly lets the grass be beaten by the wind and rain? When things are good, you can hug the grass and it is warmer than the sun.

When things are not going well... what about pushing the grass aside and falling?

Cao'er did nothing, but her emotions were involved step by step and her fate was arranged.

"Don't go to the hospital, just go home."

Grandma spoke, but her expression that usually tried to smile was now a little silent.

Chen Yang was very smart. He could guess something almost instantly. He clenched the steering wheel tightly and stepped on the accelerator to the bottom, but he still took the old and the young in the car into consideration.

Without violating any rules, Chen Yang rushed to the little boy's home as quickly as possible.

The dilapidated neighborhood is very quiet. The people here are very busy, running around for their families, so almost everyone is out working or going to school at this time.

The silence was a bit breathtaking.

As soon as he got off the car, the little guy shook off Chen Yang and rushed up the stairs. The stairs here were a bit high and not suitable for the little guy to go up and down, but the little guy has been climbing them for more than a year.

It couldn't be more familiar, but today the stairs seemed to be covered with a layer of slime, and every step felt heavy as if it was going to pull the kid off.

"Teacher will carry you up."

It seems that Chen Yang is always the first to rush over when the little cub encounters difficulties, just like drizzle gradually moistening the withered grass.

Xiaozaizai’s home is on the fifth floor, which is neither high nor low, so we got there quickly.

Chen Yang knocked on the door, but found no one answered.

"The carpet... there is a key under the carpet!"

The little cub's voice was trembling. The first time he felt scared was because his mother went crazy for the first time after he became sensible. But he knew that his mother couldn't control herself. She was his mother, so he was no longer afraid.

But the second time I was afraid was still because of my mother.

Not only because of mom, but also because of the keys that disappeared under the carpet.

Because he was afraid that the little one would lose the house key or forget to bring it with him, Zhong Jing always put a spare key in a hidden place on the carpet.

But now the key cannot be found no matter how hard one looks, which seems to foreshadow Zhong Jing's ending.

"Teacher...what should I do?"

The little boy seldom cried before. He told himself that if he cried, his mother would be in a worse mood. No one would comfort him or protect him if he cried.

I have become pampered and fearful recently. If the prerequisite for having the privilege of being protected by others is losing my mother, I would rather not have it.

Chen Yang didn't think about it. The doors in this old community are all made of one layer of anti-theft door and one layer of wooden door, but everyone is poor, so there are not many thieves, and the doors are not that sturdy.

So his first thought was to kick the door open. Although it was not strong, it was not something that could be easily kicked open.

I don't know how much time it took from looking for the key to kicking the door, but there was no movement from inside.

"Mom! Mom, please open the door! Mom, I beg you, please?"

The little cub couldn't open the door, so he could only cry and bang the door, which made so much noise that some neighbors started to gather here. Humans were always eager to watch the fun.

"Hey! What's going on? Has the unlucky star finally been abandoned by his mother?"

"Oh my, it's so noisy! A few days ago, I heard someone at the vegetable market saying that she is not only a dirty person, but the vegetables she sells are also not clean. This person is very cruel!"

"Is this true? I bought vegetables from her before, but she refused to lower the price when I asked her to. I was so angry that I secretly took a few cucumbers from her. This person really has no sense of human nature. She is so rigid even though we are neighbors!"

The sound of discussions almost filled the air. The soundproofing in the old neighborhood was very poor, and the chattering of several people standing at the stairs could faintly reach Zhong Jing's ears.

She sat on the bathroom floor. Due to lack of money, the house was not renovated and had only basic cement floors, which were very cold even in summer.

Just like human nature.

People are not afraid of loneliness, but they are afraid of long-term loneliness and the bad people they meet when they are lonely.

Some people just can't stand seeing others do well, and they love to make up rumors into topics to amuse others, as if two people can get great pleasure from talking about rumors about someone they know in common.

This is normal, everyone has someone they hate, but what is abnormal is that people take the rumors as true and spread them everywhere.

Zhong Jing always interacted with people by chance and never treated others with bad intentions. Now she understood the truth that kind people are often bullied.

But he was even more disappointed. The choked call of the little boy outside the door made the blades of his men a little dull, but those discussions were more like deadly swords, cutting Zhong Jing's heart again and again.

A slow knife is the most painful. Zhong Jing thought, maybe if he could just use the blade in his hand to cut hard, he could end all the pain?

She could see her dead husband, be able to hear no hurtful words in silence, and leave this hell on earth...

"Get out of the way! A bunch of people who don't stay at home to watch their children are gossiping outside people's doorsteps, afraid of getting their mouths rotten!"

The grandmother who had not appeared for a while was now very heroic and confident, perhaps because she had failed to save her own child before, but now she might be able to save another woman.

"Tsk, this crazy woman is here, hurry up and leave."

"what?"

"They say she went crazy after her child died. She dresses like a little girl every day and is so frivolous!"

"Hey! If you keep nagging me, I'll lie down outside your door every day."

Grandma is not afraid of these rumors at all. She has heard so many of them that she has now learned to not care about them. In life, as long as you are happy, it is enough. Why care too much about what others think? You will die in a few years anyway.

After these words were spoken, several people scattered like birds and beasts.

"Okay, grandma is here. Don't cry, dear. I asked the property management for a spare key."

A new key lay quietly in grandma's old hand. This place was not far from the property, but it took grandma a lot of effort to get here so quickly.