"Ban Yu said something weird to other kids?"

Chen Ge was keenly aware of the problem. Fan Yu had a pair of eyes that could see ghosts. The child was not a bad person by nature. What he said, which sounded strange to adults, was very likely true.

"Yes, in order not to affect the treatment, we sent those children to regular psychological institutions for psychological correction. But you have to know that our welfare home is a public welfare institution. The annual funding given by the government is limited. Most of the time, we rely on donations from caring people from all walks of life to maintain our operations." The director was very helpless: "Sending the children to regular psychological institutions for treatment is fine once or twice, but if it goes on like this, we can't afford it."

After saying this, the dean looked up at Chen Ge, as if testing Chen Ge's attitude.

Seeing Chen Ge's thoughtful expression, he thought Chen Ge understood what he meant, so he breathed a sigh of relief and stopped hiding his intentions. "Given Fan Yu's situation, the chances of him being adopted are slim, and you can be said to be Fan Yu's only family. I think Fan Yu might be more suitable to stay with his family than in an orphanage."

The room fell silent. Both the director and the nurse were very thin-skinned people, and they felt that this hint was enough.

After two or three minutes, Chen Ge finally made a decision: "Fan Yu is not wrong."

The dean was slightly stunned. He thought he had not expressed himself clearly: "I know this is not Fan Yu's fault. We are all doing this for the child to live a healthy life, so you should not feel any psychological burden."

"What did Fan Yu say to those children?" Chen Ge looked at the dean seriously: "Please tell me exactly what happened. Those children may be in danger."

"Danger?" After staring at Chen Ge for three seconds, the dean opened his mouth, but all the words he had prepared before were useless. The two of them were not on the same page. He looked at Chen Ge and suddenly felt that Fan Yu's disease might be inherited from his family.

"Yes, please tell me what Fan Yu said, as well as the names and contact information of those children. Their situation could be very dangerous." Chen Ge's tone was serious, not sounding like a joke at all.

The director forced a smile on his face. "Mr. Chen, let me be frank. Fan Yu has no sense of belonging to our welfare home. He probably wants to live with his family more. He is a very smart child, but he has some psychological problems. If you have the financial resources, we sincerely hope that you can take him away and let him receive more formal and professional psychological treatment."

"Not for now. It's not safe where I am." Chen Ge was telling the truth. At least before he completely got rid of the Ghost Story Association, he absolutely could not take Fan Yu to his own horror house.

The director had heard many excuses for refusing adoption, but this was the first time he had heard the reason of unsafe home: “Okay, but you have to visit him more often and communicate with the child more. We will do our best to help him.”

"kindness."

The female nurse led Chen Ge out of the dean's room. The female nurse, who was the same age as Chen Ge, felt a little embarrassed and said apologetically, "We don't want to chase Fan Yu away. He is actually very obedient and sensible, but he can be very strange sometimes."

Chen Ge smiled faintly and did not argue: "I know what you want to say, but have you ever thought about what if what he said is true?"

The female nurse slowed down her pace and glanced at Chen Ge secretly. She didn't know why, but the words of the man in front of her were inexplicably persuasive.

"Here we are. Right here."

The female nurse stopped by the room where she had just met the two children and found that the doors of both rooms were open: "Jiang He and Jiang Jin are running around again."

She hurried into one of the rooms, and just as she walked into the living room, she heard the sound of glass breaking coming from the bedroom. Then a girl burst into tears, constantly shouting the word "sister", as if her sister was being bullied.

"Jiang Jin, Jiang He! You two, stand by the wall!"

The female nurse was scolding the two boys in the room. Chen Ge was still standing at the door. He looked at the names written in colored pens on the door. Among a bunch of children with the surname Jiang, the name Fan Yu stood out.

"This kid is really a worry." Chen Ge walked into the bedroom and saw Fan Yu sitting next to the desk, drawing with his head down. He didn't care about anything in the outside world.

Next to Fan Yu stood a little girl with a tear-stained face. She kept wiping her eyes with her little hands, tears falling uncontrollably, and she kept calling "sister, sister".

After the nurse scolded Jiang He and Jiang Jin, she hugged the girl and tried to comfort her. However, the more she comforted her, the harder she cried. Her moist eyes became red and swollen, and her chubby little hands pointed at Jiang He and Jiang Jin: "They killed my sister! They killed my sister!"

The girl was very cute. She was wearing thick clothes and was held in the nurse's arms as if she was holding a cotton ball.

But such a lovely child kept shouting such cruel words as "Kill my sister".

"Jiang Jin, Jiang He! What on earth did you two do?" The nurse was a little angry. She felt sorry for the little girl.

"We just wanted to take a look at her glass, but she refused to give it to us, and it accidentally broke into pieces. We don't know who stepped on the spider inside and killed it." The two children also felt aggrieved.

"Spider? Sister?" Chen Ge looked towards the center of the bedroom. The glass teacup was broken into pieces, and in the middle of the debris was a squashed spider.

The whole story had been figured out, and the nurse asked the two boys to leave first, while she continued to comfort the little girl.

But the little girl didn't listen at all and cried louder and louder.

She broke free from the nurse's arms and picked up the spider that had been stepped on to death. She ran to Fan Yu holding it in both hands without any disgust, and said in a desperate and distressing voice: "They killed my sister! My sister is dead!"

The little girl looked only about four or five years old, and was only slightly taller than the desk when she stood on tiptoe.

Fan Yu, who had been drawing with his head down, ignored the girl. Later, he became impatient with the girl's crying, so he put down his pen and put his hand on the little girl's head: "Sister, it's not dead, it's just gone temporarily."

Fan Yu used his free hand to pick up the painting on the table and placed it in front of the girl: "Sister was right behind you just now."

On an ordinary drawing paper, a tightly wrapped little girl was drawn with a black pen, and behind the girl was a huge humanoid monster outlined with a red pencil!

It lay behind the little girl, with its face pressed against the top of her head and its limbs half-bent on the ground like the legs of a spider.

After seeing Fan Yu's paintings, the girl slowly stopped crying.

Rubbing the girl's head, Fan Yu glanced at Chen Ge at the door and said, "Look, my sister ran behind that person."