Cannon fodder She is targeted by yanderes in every dimension

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The man who was willing to sell his own child for ten strings of cash happily took the money and left the Yun Mansion.

The "little beggar" was the one the young lady said she wanted to keep, so naturally he was taken to where the young lady lived.

The small courtyard where the young lady lived had the best environment in the mansion. There was an incense burner burning in the side room, and the fragrance was something the little beggar had never smelled before.

He was still wearing a thin, rough, and somewhat dirty coat, kneeling on the floor without moving.

The dirt on his face had been wiped clean, revealing a face that looked pale and thin due to years of hunger.

But his facial features were surprisingly good-looking, and his thin body did not affect his appearance as a handsome young boy.

At this moment, his pair of dark eyes were staring at the delicate young lady squatting in front of him without blinking.

"Well……"

Yun Wu stretched out her finger and touched the tender and juicy lips with some embarrassment and hesitation, as if she didn't know what to do with the little beggar in front of her.

She drooped her head as if she had a headache. Her light-colored winter clothes were particularly thick. She squatted on the ground like a round little ball.

Behind her were Liang Ma and her personal maid Caiwei.

"Miss, what do you think we should do?"

Caiwei asked tactfully. Yun Wu didn't know how Liang Ma could have kept him at that time.

Clearly...she was a little frightened by his eyes at first.

But now she could only squat in front of him and stare blankly, not knowing where to arrange for him if she kept him.

Yun Wu looked at the little beggar who had wiped his face clean in front of her and thought he was quite good-looking, especially his nose.

She couldn't help but poke his nose with her pink fingers, but she felt sorry for him as he could only wear thin clothes in the snow.

"Mother Liang, why don't you return the indenture to him and let him go home..."

"Don't."

The little beggar in dirty linen suddenly spoke, his voice was hoarse, as if he had not had water for a long time.

Yun Wu paused after poking his nose and looked at him in a daze.

There was no light in the dark eyes of the little beggar in front of him, and his thin lips that were dry and cracked opened again.

"Don't drive me away."

"Y-You can talk!"

Yun Wu’s eyes widened slightly, and she seemed to be frightened and accidentally lost her balance and fell backwards.

"Ouch…"

She cried out and sat down on the ground. Fortunately, she was wearing thick winter clothes, so her butt didn't hurt at all.

"Miss!"

Liang Ma and Cai Wei hurriedly came forward and helped Yun Wu up from the ground.

But she refused to stand up and insisted on squatting on the ground. Her bright eyes were slightly red, but fortunately there were no tears.

Liang Ma and Cai Wei finally breathed a sigh of relief, because their young lady had been a crybaby since she was little, and she was the type who shed tears very easily.

The "little beggar" subconsciously reached out to help Yun Wu, but stopped when he saw his own ugly hands covered with frostbite.

He withdrew his hands that were turning purple from cold, and his body gradually began to warm up because of the heater in the room.

He knelt on the ground without moving, afraid of dirtying the clean floor.

He just stared at the lady in front of him with his pair of dark eyes.

The little beggar seemed to be waiting, waiting for the young lady who had been raised in pampered condition to speak and decide whether he should stay or go.

Yun Wu remembered that his eyes were dull and lifeless when she first saw him, and he didn't say a word from beginning to end.

She thought he was mute.

She pursed her pink lips, raised her hand and scratched her hair in distress, with a serious look on her fair little face.

"I'll sell you my indenture and you can leave immediately. If you stay, you'll have to work."

The young man's thin face froze for a moment, and his hands, covered with chilblains, slightly clenched the rough cloth on his body.

He looked at Yun Wu with his dark eyes and nodded twice firmly.

Yun Wu thought this man was really strange. She was kind enough to sell him a contract so that he could leave, but he refused to leave.

"Well... my name is Yun Wu, what's your name?"

Yun Wu seemed to agree that he should stay. She squatted in front of him and tilted her head to look at him.

"Miss……"

Liang Ma came forward and leaned close to Yun Wu's ear. She looked at the young man with some pity in her eyes, then lowered her voice and said to Yun Wu:

"He is two years younger than the young lady. The person who sold him into the mansion said that he had never been given a name since he was a child..."

Yun Wu was suddenly stunned. She looked at the young man in front of her who was clutching his clothes tightly, and immediately decided to give him a good name.

"Two dogs? Three grasses? Four flowers?"

She counted on her fingers and said out three names very fluently, because these words were very simple and she could say them out loud without much thought.

"Miss, isn't that a bit too harsh..."

The corners of Caiwei's mouth twitched, and she looked at Yunwu in a somewhat tactful manner.

Yun Wu's cheeks turned red, and she immediately asked Liang Ma to get the book from her bookshelf.

Finally, three characters were picked out from the crowd to form a name.

"Gu, Xing, Ran."

Yun Wu read it out word by word, her childish face was very beautiful. She squatted in front of Gu Xingran holding the book and looked at him and said:

"Then you will be called Gu Xingran from now on, okay?"

"Gu Xingran."

His voice was still hoarse, and the sound coming from his dry throat was not pleasant.

Yun Wu thought that the sound was somewhat similar to the calls of the little ducks she had raised before.

"My name is...Gu Xingran."

After saying this, Gu Xingran clutched his clothes tightly. His face was as thin as his body. He licked his cracked lips, and his dark eyes flashed with a dark light.

His father always called him a bastard, and his mother called him a burden before she ran away. Because he was always silent, other people in the village called him a mute.

But now... he seems to have a title that he can call out.

He is not a "bastard" who is beaten and kicked, nor is he a "burden" who is cursed and wailed, nor is he a "mute" who is ridiculed, pitied and laughed at.

But it is the shining "Gu Xingran".

He slowly raised his head and looked at Yun Wu with eyes as dead and dim as usual.

"You are two years younger than me, and smaller than me too..."

Yun Wu gestured at the two people's heads twice, and her pair of almond-shaped eyes seemed to be shining.

Everyone who plays with Yun Wu on weekdays is older and taller than her.

Now she finally had a little potato who was younger and shorter than her, so of course she was happy.

"that……"

Yun Wu tilted her head a little embarrassedly, and the pearl hairpin on her hair bun swayed a few times with her movement.

"Can you call me sister?"

There was an embarrassed look on her face, and she blinked and looked at Gu Xingran.

From childhood to adulthood, she was the only one who called others "sister", and she had never heard anyone call her like that.

There seemed to be a little more light in Gu Xingran's dark eyes, which were as silent as a pool of stagnant water, but it disappeared in a flash.

His pale lips slightly opened, and finally he whispered in a not-so-pleasant voice:

"Sister."

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