Bai Sang patiently and spoke gently.
"Can you tell me what your glass marbles look like? I'll look for them for you outside."
The child's voice sounded very sweet.
"Okay, sister, if you can't find it outside, can you come to my house and help me look for it?"
They were invited to their home again.
"I think I can definitely find it for you outside. First, tell me what your glass marble looks like, okay?"
The child described it very seriously.
"It's round, small, and transparent, with three different colors inside."
"Sister, I think I just heard a glass marble making a sound. Can you check if it rolled in through the door?"
"Sister, I'll be angry if you can't find it."
Without saying a word, Bai Sang redeemed a box of glass marbles from the mall.
"It didn't roll in. How many did you throw in?"
"I found a whole box here, are these all yours?"
The child's voice instantly lit up with surprise.
"It's mine, it's mine, it's all mine."
Bai Sang placed the glass marbles at the doorway. By this time, the skin on her hands had dried out and started to crack.
With the slightest movement, beads of blood seeped from the crack.
A pair of delicate white hands quickly took the glass marbles into the room.
"Great, they're all mine, all of them are mine."
As soon as the child finished speaking, the surrounding temperature plummeted.
Bai Sang took out various moisturizing products from her inventory and applied them to her face and hands as if they were free.
After wiping for a while, she drank two more bottles of water and turned around to find the stairs leading upwards.
She exchanged a glance with the person who eats meat but not garlic, and stepped onto the first step.
But she felt something hard under her feet. She looked down and saw a small glass marble lying quietly on the step.
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