When the mirror ends

Peng Zefeng searched every room, but he didn't see Xiao Lianyue, nor did he find any places where people could hide, such as wardrobes.

not here?

This could be quickly ruled out as there is no sign of the "cage" being opened, so she must still be inside.She didn't dare to enter places where Tibetans could be seen at a glance, so where would she hide?

Peng Zefeng converted the road he walked and what he saw into a three-dimensional map in his mind, thinking about where it is safer and more reassuring, but no matter what he thinks, it is still within the "range" of women.

He walked the villa again, but the search was still fruitless, and the conclusion was still that it was impossible for Xiao Lianyue to hide in the villa.

What about the courtyard?

Although the courtyard is large, there is no place where a child can be sheltered.It is useless to climb up the tree, because the woman is holding a broom, and with her own height, it is enough to pull people down from the tree.

That would hurt even more.

If you can't find it with the thinking of a bystander... then find someone with a different thinking: If it were me, where would I hide?

Peng Zefeng tried to put himself in Xiao Lianyue's situation.

A child who is still young, may be 6 or 7 years old, or may be 8 or 9 years old. Because of lack of food and malnutrition, he is very thin and small. He often cannot stand steadily, and his hands have no strength. It will tear if you are not careful.

——No matter where it is hidden, it will be found.

After substituting, Peng Zefeng found that his most direct feeling was this, and it was useless to hide.

It would be better to stay in the place closest to the sky.

Peng Zefeng went straight to the roof.There is not much cover on the huge roof, and the shelf for the plants has been abandoned because it has not been taken care of for a long time, and only withered vines are left on it.

Looking around, he saw Xiao Lianyue who was squatting in a corner and staring blankly at the sky.

The little girl was thinner than he thought, her messy withered hair covered her dirty body, her numb little face was upturned, showing no emotion.

Peng Zefeng walked up to her and knelt down.

"Hello."

"..."

"My name is Peng Zefeng, how about you?"

"..."

"Does it look good?"

The little girl finally shifted her gaze to Peng Zefeng.

"Sky, is the sky beautiful?"

"It doesn't look good."

"why?"

"It doesn't look good."

"Because it's not blue?"

"Ah."

"Do you like blue?"

"do not like."

This was completely beyond Peng Zefeng's expectation, because he thought Xiao Lianyue liked blue at first, so he hinted that the petals are blue with a touch of white.

Don't know if it's still useful.

Before Peng Zefeng could ask the next question, the little girl continued, "White. I like white."

I like white, so I look at the sky, because white looks very beautiful in the blue sky, right?

Such a reason made Peng Zefeng's heart a little worried. He knew that these things were in the past, but he also wanted to protect this little girl.

He put his voice very gently, "Can I bandage your wound?"

Hearing this, the little girl finally started to look directly at Peng Zefeng, "Why, anyway, I will be beaten again soon. Mom hates white, because the women Dad likes always wear white dresses."

Because the bandage did not wait for the wound to heal, so there is no need to bandage.Because my mother hates white, she will be beaten harder if she wraps it in gauze.

Peng Zefeng touched the ground with his knees, hugged the little girl into his arms, and gently smoothed her hair.

The circle of light surrounded the two of them at the same time, turning slowly, healing the wounds on the girl one by one.

"It's okay, no one will beat you again." Peng Zefeng pinned the hair behind the ears that was covering the little girl's face, "I'll take you to buy clothes, okay? I'll buy a white princess dress."

There was a flash of disbelief in the little girl's eyes, and then she jumped at Peng Zefeng. She hugged him and buried her face in her shoulders, "I'm dirty and I don't look good in clothes. But thank you."

Her body was shaking, but she wasn't crying or laughing.

"Don't be afraid, I'll help you adjust the hot water, and we'll go shopping for clothes after taking a bath." After speaking, Peng Zefeng picked up the little girl and walked downstairs.

Then I cleaned the messy bathroom, brushed the bathtub carefully, adjusted the temperature and filled the bathtub with water.Peng Zefeng patted the little girl's head, "Wash slowly, I'll find you some clothes."

After Peng Zefeng opened the closet, he realized one thing more clearly - the more he understands, the more distressed he will be.

There was only one khaki dress left intact in the little girl's closet, the others were tattered and stained with blood.

After the little girl finished washing, Peng Zefeng had already prepared clean towels and a hair dryer, and then helped someone to style her hair and tie a hair tie.

I thought I would encounter obstacles when I went out, but I didn't see any visions all the way to the mall.Maybe it's because the little girl feels at ease now?

When they arrived at the children's clothing area, the shopping guide warmly received them, "Sir, do you want to help my sister buy clothes?"

"Well... this is my daughter." Peng Zefeng felt that the status of elder brother could not give a child a sense of security, but his father could, and it happened that he still had some experience.

The shopping guide was stunned for a moment, apologized quickly, and then smiled again, "The little princess looks good in a dress. We have the latest dresses here, just take a look."

"Thank you." After thanking, Peng Zefeng took the little girl's hand and followed the shopping guide to the shelf where the skirts were hanging, and compared them one by one.

"Lian Lian, don't just stand there, choose yourself."

Little Xiao Lianyue was a little surprised to hear this name, but also a little happy, because she liked this name, which was given by Peng Zefeng.

She smiled at Peng Zefeng, "I want you to choose."

"Then... try this one?" Peng Zefeng picked out a light white gauze skirt, he thought that a fresher skirt would look good on a delicate girl.

Because the grown-up Xiao Lianyue also dressed like this, but because it was winter, he added a long coat.

"Hmm!" Xiao Xiao Lianyue took the skirt and went straight to the fitting room.

Peng Zefeng was not idle while waiting, and picked out a few one after another and put them aside.

"You really love my daughter." The shopping guide said sincerely.

"A father should be like this." A child's world would be incomplete and distorted without love.

Furthermore, the child's pain was clearly in front of his eyes, and it was impossible for him not to feel distressed.He wanted to give her what she wanted, and he wanted to spoil her like a little princess.

"Does it look good?" Little Xiao Lianyue ran to stop in front of Peng Zefeng, and twirled around with her skirt.

The little girl is thin and has long legs, she looks very good in a long skirt.

"Looks good." Peng Zefeng scratched Xiao Lianyue's nose, "Try others."

Xiao Lianyue took a few steps back with a look of fear on her face.

"Don't be afraid." Peng Zefeng knelt down, then reached out to the little girl, "Buy whatever you like."

After all, it is how humble life is that he backs away in fear while clutching his skirt.

"Really, really?" Xiao Xiao Lianyue carefully confirmed.

"En." Peng Zefeng nodded.

"Then do you really want to be my father?"

Xiao Lianyue's eyes were shining when she said this, this was the first time Peng Zefeng saw something bright in the sea of ​​consciousness, "Of course."

Little Xiao Lianyue smiled slightly, and put her hand on Peng Zefeng's palm, just like a princess put her hand on a knight's hand.

Then with a smile, it fades and disappears together with the surrounding scenes.

Only Peng Zefeng was left standing in the darkness, he couldn't see his fingers, and he couldn't touch anything after walking a few steps.

The previous scene was without any sound except the target person and the specific situation, and there was no wind. This time it was... no light?