Chapter 390

The weather was a little cold, but the little girl's clothes were a little thin. After she fell to the ground, the whole person was lying on the ground. Before we reflected it, she was lying there crying.

Hearing the cry, Zuo Xintong hurried over, reached out and picked the little girl up from the ground, let her stand firm, and helped her pat the dust on her body.

I looked at the doll under my feet, then bent down and picked up the doll on the ground to give it back to the little girl.

When I picked up the doll, I was stunned.

This doll's touch, there is a kind of strange feeling that I can't say, let me have a layer of goose bumps.

How to say this feeling!

If it's an ordinary doll, it must feel stiff when I hold it in my hand. But when I touch it, I feel greasy. How to say, it's like touching the skin of a real person.

I looked down at the doll in my hand. Its style was very common, and I felt that the workmanship was rough, just like a very cheap stall.

But the baby's skin is as delicate as human skin. It's really weird.

"My doll... Wow..." as soon as the little girl saw that I didn't return the doll to her, she grinned and began to cry.

"Give her the doll back quickly!" At this time, another little girl's voice rang around me. I turned to see that the little girl was a little older than the one who had just fallen down. She was also holding a doll in her hand and was staring at me with a tight frown.

I subconsciously looked at the doll in her arms, and found that the workmanship was similar to that in my hand, but the appearance of the doll was slightly different, but I didn't know whether the feeling was the same as that in my hand.

"Here's the doll." I smile and squat down, the little doll back to the crying little girl, "don't cry, OK?"

The little girl saw that I gave the doll back to her, so she grabbed it, held it tightly in her arms, ran to the older girl, pulled the little girl and ran.

Just as I followed them running away, I noticed that almost everyone of the girls here was holding a doll in their arms.

"Wen chuyang, is there something wrong with that doll?" I looked at the dolls the girls were holding in their arms and asked Wen chuyang.

"There is a problem." Wen chuyang confirmed my guess, "the resentment on these dolls is very heavy, and it is very similar to the resentment wandering around."

"Lele, the doll just now..." Zuo Xintong stood beside me and looked at the dolls held by the children and said to me.

I nodded, looking back to left Xintong and Qi Ziyi, "those dolls do have problems. It seems that this orphanage is not so simple."

"Come on, let's meet the Dean first." Zuo Xintong called us into the dilapidated three story building.

It seems that the building has been for some years, so the interior of the building looks very old. Even though the lighting of the building is very good, when you enter the building from the outside, you don't feel much warmer than the outside.

According to the doorman's suggestion, we went directly to the third floor and found the dean's office.

The dean is a woman in her sixties. She has a kind eyebrow and good purpose. Even her voice is very gentle.

Because the doorman had already called in advance, the Dean was waiting for us at the door of the office when we went.

He let us into the office, poured a glass of water for each of us, sat opposite us, looked at us with a smile and said, "I heard you are tan Xiaomin's friends?"

"Yes." I nodded, "Tan Xiaomin and I are roommates in the University. But I lost touch with her recently, so I want to ask the dean if I have Tan Xiaomin's contact information or know something about her

"If you ask for contact information, I really don't have it." The Dean shook her head and said, "since Tan Xiaomin went to university, she seldom goes back to the orphanage. As long as she has time, she goes out to work to make money, and occasionally sends some money back to the orphanage. But recently, there has been no news from her, and the phone number she left behind can't get through. "

"Well, Dean, can you tell me something about Tan Xiaomin? We want to know more. " When I heard that the Dean couldn't get in touch with Tan Xiaomin, I didn't have much sense of loss, because I had expected that Tan Xiaomin, who was possessed by a female ghost, would not get in touch with anyone.

After listening to my words, the Dean pondered for a moment. Because he recalled the past, his eyes became more far-reaching and said to us, "what can tan Xiaomin say? He is a special child."

"Special?" Zuo Xintong looked at the president and asked, "how special?"

"Twenty years ago, I got up early one morning and wandered in the yard. Then I heard the cry of a baby. I followed the sound and found a baby in the grass near the fence in the backyard

"Because it's summer and there are so many mosquitoes, even if the child is wrapped in a small quilt, he is still bitten all over. At that time, in the early morning, there was no one in the whole street, so I quickly took the child back. In the child's quilt, I found a note with the date of birth and the name of the child The president recalled the scene and said.

"So, the name Tan Xiaomin should have been given by her parents?" I looked at the dean and asked.

"I guess so." The Dean nodded.

"That is to say, Tan Xiaomin is not really an orphan, but a child abandoned by his parents." Zuo Xintong asked.

"It should be." The Dean nodded for sure.

"Does she know that?" Zuo Xintong continued to ask.

"She didn't know before. But I told her that when she was 18 years old and came of age. I think she has the right to know that. " Said the dean.

"Did she show any excitement at that time? Or some people can't think about it, and show that they can't understand or accept the fact or something? " Zuo Xintong asked.

The Dean listened to Zuo Xintong's words, carefully recalled them, then shook his head and said, "no, she was very calm. He also said that he could understand his parents only because of difficulties. At that time, I was still thinking, this child is really too sensible. "

"Sensible?" Zuo Xintong looked at the dean and said calmly, "Dean, don't you think her reaction is very wrong?"