Next to the abandoned dry well, there was a layer of straw on the ground, and on the straw, a small figure was lying.
The moment he saw the little figure's face clearly, Shen Chaomu's legs went weak and he fell to his knees.
"Sister Mu..."
"Orange, why did the orange die?"
"Sister Mu, can you please wake up Orange?"
“…”
All around me were the sounds of other children crying.
Shen Chaomu almost half walked and half crawled to the straw.
Orange lay quietly on the straw, his face blue and silent. There was a big gash on the back of his head, and the blood seemed to have dried up.
That should be the fatal injury.
"What's going on? Someone tell me what's going on!" Shen Chaomu clenched his fists, his chest heaving violently.
Lu Qian's eyes were red as he recounted the story.
Chengzi and his friends ate all three meals at Huixiang Restaurant. Tonight, Chengzi, who was supposed to be with them for dinner, didn't show up. Everyone was a little worried because Chengzi had never left or disappeared without a trace before.
Fearing that something might have happened to Orange, they didn't even have time to eat dinner and searched together in Huixiang Restaurant and the surrounding area.
After searching for a while, they found Orange's body in the dry well.
"It rained in the afternoon. Maybe the road was slippery because of the rain. Chengzi slipped and fell into the well and hit the back of his head. Then..." Lu Qian couldn't bear to say that word. It would be too cruel to Shen Chaomu and the others.
Even he, who had only been with them for less than a month, couldn't help but feel heartbroken. He had a deep impression of Orange, an optimistic and lovely child. He just didn't expect that he would die tragically in an accident. He was only eight years old.
"I don't believe he fell into a well." Shen Chaomu denied it flatly.
Because the ruined temple was originally inhabited by children, who were most vulnerable to danger, she had warned them from a young age to avoid dangerous places. Throughout this period, Chengzi had never encountered any danger.
Besides, although this place is close to Huixiang Restaurant, it is a remote place.
Shen Chaomu couldn't figure out why Orange came here.
If Orange's death was not an accident, then he was murdered. But who would kill Orange? He had no grudges against anyone.
It was at this time that Shen Ci, Zhao Chuchu and others rushed over after receiving the news.
When Shen Ci saw the little man lying on the straw, his eyes instantly turned red. His steps seemed to be filled with lead, and it took a long time for him to reach the person.
He stretched out his hands and held the already cold Orange in his arms with trembling hands. He held her tightly, as if he had used up all his remaining strength.
His cheek was against Orange's hair, and he let out a hoarse "ah" sound, and tears fell.
Among all people, who is closest to Orange? It must be Chen Ci.
Chen Ci cannot speak, so everything he wants to express needs to be expressed through sign language, but not everyone can understand sign language.
Orange is smart and is the first person to learn sign language from him.
He still remembered that day when Chengzi, who had just arrived at the dilapidated temple, tugged at the corner of his clothes with her little hands, raised her head and spoke in a childish voice: "Brother Ci, please teach me sign language. From now on, you can sign and I will speak, so you don't have to work so hard."
Orange was clever and quickly learned the entire sign language. In the following years, Orange was indispensable for him to communicate with others.
A while ago, Chen Ci was still thinking that when the government school opened, he would send them to a private school after winning the silver reward in the storytelling competition, especially Chengzi, who was very smart and should not stay in Huixiang Restaurant as a waiter all his life.
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