Chapter 2 (1/2)

After teaching Tang Meiling three people, song Ye didn't go back to the fifth class of the third grade of junior high school. On the one hand, she wanted Tang Meiling to enjoy herself in the toilet for a while; the other was that she found herself being watched.

Since he accepted the absurd experience of rebirth, song Ye noticed a pair of eyes from the dark. He was arrested when he got off the train. He was also watched when he was alone on the train.

She thought for a moment, then made a decision. She turned to the middle of the car in front of her. There were three people sitting there. They were talking in a low voice. When she heard the sound of footsteps, she stopped and looked at her.

”Uncles, can I sit down for a while?” Song Ye hangs his head, half long bangs almost cover the whole thin face, the voice is soft and thin, like a frightened small animal.

The man near the aisle looked up at the little girl in front of him, and suddenly showed a friendly smile, ”sit down, are you still a student?”

”Well, thank you.” Song Ye answers in a low voice, holding a schoolbag and sitting in the only vacant seat among the current four seats.

The three of you pretended to look at the scenery at will. In fact, they were all looking at Song Ye. At last, the middle-aged man's eyes flashed a hint of calculation. ”Little sister, I don't think you look good. Would you like to drink some water? I'm going to pour water, too.” With that, the man shook the plastic cup in his hand.

Song Ye hung his head, shyly seemed to have hesitated for a long time before nodding, ”that, thank you uncle.”

”You don't have to. It's right to help each other when you're out. Please help me with my things first. I'll come when I go.” With that, the man walked away with a smile on his face. He was very generous and entrusted the black bag on the table to song ye for safekeeping.

It would have been very grateful if other children could meet a kind-hearted person to help them after experiencing all kinds of exclusion, cold and hunger. But sitting in front of them is song Ye. She was abducted and sold by this man 15 years ago. She was beaten severely in the mountain area for two years and turned into ashes. She remembers this man.

Looking at the black bag used to cheat song Ye's trust in front of her, her eyes flashed and she put her arms around her. She pretended to take care of it. In fact, her hands had been rubbing and judging the contents of the bag.

She had received a lot of precise and cruel training in her previous life. Her hands were extremely flexible and sensitive. It was easy to find things through a thin cloth.

But when she put her hand on the bag, a strange scene suddenly rushed into her mind. Dozens of purses and scattered items were all presented in her mind one by one, as clear as what she had seen with her own eyes.

”What's wrong with you, little sister?” The man next door to see song Ye stiff did not move, asked her suspiciously, Mou Guang some inquiry.

At that moment, song Ye quickly responded and put his arms around the bag in front of him, shook his head and whispered, ”I'm ok.”

While dealing with the spy of the traffickers, song Ye quickly touched the surface of the bag with both hands, and confirmed that it was indeed a purse and jewelry. He was shocked.

Just now she just touched the surface of the bag, but she didn't touch the real thing. But she could clearly see the purse jewelry, the style and the color. It was like walking through the bag and seeing the inside.

Thinking about this, song Ye's heart leaps, and his fingers can't help touching the top of his schoolbag. His spirit is slightly concentrated. The disordered books, red scarf and school chapter are all presented in front of him.