Suddenly, Shen Jun's eyes lit up as he thought of something. "There was a little boy outside the small black room that was locked up at that time. He should be four or five years old. When he saw us on the first day, he gave me a milk candy and wanted to save us. However, he was too young and couldn't open the door at all. The next day, he found someone. It sounded like his brother? He wasn't old either. The two of them created a lot of noise outside and diverted the kidnapper's attention. Only then did we escape."
"Little boy?" Wen Nian deflated. It really wasn't her. She didn't remember coming to the capital when she was young, let alone a little boy.
"That's right. His hair is short, and he has snot running down his nose. He's also dressed sloppily. I wonder if he's a little beggar nearby?" Shen Jun's words were a little disdainful, but there was a smile on his face.
