However, just like that roar of madness, Yu Lianyun felt a trace of sadness and fear in him, and this strange feeling made his "antenna" of inspiration resonate.
Yu Lianyun entered the world of other people's memories for the first time in a long time, and pletely empathized with the owner of the memories.
A boy about 6 years old was squatting in the corner of the room, arranging chicken bones. He was very focused and serious and trying to piece it together perfectly.
The boy didn't know what kind of bird this was.
When she returned home with the injured bird and asked her mother for help, her mother's madness returned. He bit off the bird's head and spat it out, then threw the bird's body, but it didn't have time to react and was still shaking. When he hit the ground...he was just scared then and couldn't think at all.
Fortunately, when his good father returned home, he helped dry the bird carcass and make building blocks.
If it were just building blocks, the boy would have no problem since his father had already given him several sets of blocks. He has been building blocks since he was a child, and his room has long been filled with his building block collection. It so happened that he lost his little bird.
The boy was still a little sad, but he was no longer afraid. He felt truly happy when his mother recovered from her madness and returned to normalcy, and when they made bird blocks together.
He observed the building blocks in the room. There were also building blocks for dogs, cats, mice, lizards...and now there were also birds.
The boy was a little greedy and thought, ``When will I be able to fight for someone with my own hands?'' If possible, she would like Jack's apartment across the street in Apartment 302. After all, he is the coolest kid among his peers in the nearby munity. They are usually playmates, but not best friends yet.
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