"Don't worry.No police will arrest you."

The damned man actually scared the innocent little girl like this.

It was estimated that the brother and sister had been in a state of anxiety all night yesterday because of the large bundle of money.

"Just give the money to your parents."

"I don't have parents."

Perhaps it was because the girl in front of her said it too naturally, or perhaps it was because she said it in such an innocent and childish voice.

What she said really made Christina feel heartbreaking.

Christina was surprised for a second and did not know how to answer.She really didn’t know how to comfort people.

The girl seemed to be used to not having her parents.

She was not very depressed, but a little happy to tell her, "My brother and I live in a welfare home.We live together with many children."

Christina looked at her dress.

Just like last night, she was wearing an old red cotton-padded jacket with a pair of large tasseled short boots, and there was a touch of dust on her fair and tender face.

But at this moment, she smiled innocently and brightly.

Last night, when Christina saw the child's dress, she knew that the girl was from a poor family, but Christina didn't expect that she and her brother were orphans.

The girl continued, "Last night, my brother gave the money to Nun Zara in the welfare home for safekeeping.Nun Zara is an adult.We need to follow her words"

"Did those nuns ask you to sell flowers?"

Christina asked her because she thought of the darkness of society, and then she asked, "Did those nuns bully you?"

When the child heard this, she quickly shook her head and said, "Nun Zara is a good person.We have food to eat and can go to school.My brother said that we have become big children and we should take care of other children in the welfare home.My brother took me here to sell roses.So we could earn some money to ask the nun to buy textbooks and rice for us."

Christina looked at the seven-year-old girl in a daze and listened to her talk seriously about life in the orphanage and her selling flowers to make money.She felt that the girl's smiling face was really satished.

Like an instinctive reaction, Christina reached out and wiped the dust off the girl's face.

Such a beautiful little life deserved better care.

Christina bought a basket of roses from her.

In the end, the girl insisted on charging Christina for only 200 and ran away.

and happily ran

basket of roses and took a taxi back to

things could make

looked at the dozen roses in the small bamboo basket in her hand, and

on the TV

TV made the cold room

Christina didn't care what

with the basket

of news came to her

the words IP&G, she looked up and took

would vigorously support orphanages with more

news

raised her head to look at Apartment 502 above her ceiling.She rarely paid attention

children a long time ago,

basket of roses in the middle of

were fragrant and the stunning red

on its stem was exactly the same as the one on the roses in

the roses and was

growled, and she realized that she hadn't

order takeout, but when she tried to decide what to order, she didn't know which one to choose with the

the takeout was, after you ate it many times, you would lose

a while, she threw her phone

went to wash some rice and cooked

cooker was very

at cooking at all, she

a big meal at Christmas, and she had

was a little

porridge was so warm that she could finish it even if it was

picky about food, and Christina felt that she was not that difficult to feed,

that Derek had personally cooked her scallop porridge the last

porridge with the spoon and thought of him, the cell phone on the sofa rang with a

happened to send her a blessing message with

message were

long time.She was a little surprised, but she began

three minutes, she put down the spoon

tried to put on a calm expression and sent Derek

to accept it, but the invitation for a video chat was rejected by him.She pursed her

the phone, Derek seemed to know her very well and he called her

"Baby."

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