Looking at the person in the mechanical tree hole, Lu Xin's eyes were also filled with confusion.
Immediately, he felt a wave of uncontrollable excitement.
The person in the tree hole in front of him could not tell how old he was. He had pale skin and a skinny body.
One by one, his ribs could be seen. His body was curled up in the narrow space inside the mechanical tree trunk. One could not even see how tall he was or how complete he looked. However, from the glasses he was wearing and the misty expression on his face, Lu Xin suddenly recalled some strange memories. Scene after scene, they were memories of the orphanage from a long time ago.
There was a boy with round glasses who always sat in the living room and watched TV. Sometimes, he would sit on a small bench in the corridor and look up at the moon in the sky. Sometimes, he would squat in front of the fish tank and look at the fish inside for a whole day ...
.. She rarely saw him sleeping.
