Chapter 899: Preserved Egg

The moment the door was opened, countless dust particles fell down and fluttered wildly in the sunlight.

The room was full of dust, rats, cockroaches, spiders.

This place has become a gathering place for many small creatures, but everything in the room is still tidy.

Ning Huanxin's eyes scanned everything in the room, and finally, her sight fixed on the innermost corner of the room. In that corner, there was a small wooden horse.

The wooden horse is not big. It is the kind of toy for children of a few years old. You can ride it back and forth and rock left and right.

Now, the little wooden horse is shaking gently.

Sitting on the wooden horse was a little boy who looked only five or six years old and had a very pale face.

He is not a human, but a ghost.

As if he felt Ning Huanxin's gaze, the little boy remained expressionless. He glanced at Ning Huanxin and continued to shake the wooden horse under him, which was his favorite toy.

"Hello."

At this time, Ning Huanxin walked gently to the little boy, waved at him, and greeted him with a smile.

The sound of the wooden horse shaking in the room disappeared instantly.

The little boy raised his eyes, which were a little too dark, and stared at Ning Huanxin blankly.

He opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but no words came out.

Maybe he hasn't spoken for too long.

Here, no one can see him, no one chats with him, and he can't find anyone to talk to.

He couldn't leave the room and couldn't find his parents, so he could only wander here alone. The only thing that kept him company was the little wooden horse.

That was his only companion.

"Don't you know what to say? Don't be impatient, think slowly. Your little wooden horse is very pretty and looks like a lot of fun."

Ning Huanxin smiled at the boy and praised him.

Perhaps it was because her smile was so beautiful that the boy's eyes sparkled.

Finally, he moved his lips and called softly, "Sister...Sister."

"Um."

Ning Huanxin responded, still smiling at the boy: "My name is Ning Huanxin, you can call me Sister Ning or Sister Huanxin, what's your name?"

Hearing Ning Huanxin's words, the little boy blinked, opened his mouth, and still spoke with some effort: "Pi...pickled eggs."

His name is Pi Dan? It should be a nickname!

Ning Huanxin looked at the little boy in front of her, who looked to be about five or six years old. Children of this age should still be in kindergarten, so it was not surprising that he was always called by his nickname.

"So your name is Pi Dan! Why are you home alone?"

Ning Huanxin took out a tissue and wiped the dust off the chair beside her, then sat down gently on it, looking at Pi Dan with a gentle face.

When Pi Dan heard Ning Huanxin's words, he lowered his eyes and seemed very sad.

"Dad, Dad and Mom..."

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Gradually, his speaking speed became more fluent.

"Dad and Mom are missing."

Pi Dan raised his head and looked at Ning Huanxin: "I, I can't go out, and others...others can't see me."

No one could see him, he cried and shouted, but no one paid any attention to him.

Gradually, he stopped talking.

"elder sister."

Pi Dan suddenly looked at Ning Huanxin nervously: "Did I do something wrong?"

Because he did something wrong, his parents no longer wanted him, and so did everyone in the village.

(End of this chapter)