Quick Wear Peace

"Go, go, go away, hurry up and leave, or I'll spank you." An Ning raised his fist.

Wait until all the children have left.

The child sticking out from the corner looked like a ball, only three or four years old.

The child was dressed in rags, with many bruises on his arms. He didn't have much flesh on his body, and his cheeks were almost sunken. He looked like a skeleton, and his hair was sparse and yellow due to malnutrition.

The child curled up into a ball, shivering in the corner, not saying a word.

An Ning walked over and gently touched the child.

The child was so frightened that his whole body began to tremble.

Then you should quickly take off your woolen coat and put it on this child.

The child felt a little warmth and raised his head.

An Ning looked at the child in front of her whose face and lips were frozen purple and whose body was also purple and blue.

This is a child whose family doesn’t allow them to wear thicker clothes.

"What's your name and where do you live?" An Ning squatted down and asked gently.

"My name is Françoise Ciacchio. I have no home and no parents." Françoise Ciacchio said in a low voice.

An Ning felt as if a huge bolt of lightning had struck her. Was this the noble queen who lived in the palace?

An Ning carefully identified his facial features and found that they did resemble those of a grown-up.

An Ning picked up Fran without any effort and wrapped him in her clothes, stuffing even his head into the clothes. An Ning patted Fran's butt and said, "Put your feet in."

Fran was picked up. He struggled to get down, but he didn't dare to use force for fear of hurting An Ning. He said tremblingly, "Sir, your clothes will get dirty."

"Be obedient." An Ning frowned and patted Fran's back. Why is she so thin? "Put your feet in."

When Fran saw An Ning frowning, she thought she had made An Ning unhappy, so she immediately retracted her feet into her clothes.

An Ning found a place to stay, rented a room and asked the owner to prepare some food. Then she took him into Fran's room and put him on the bed.

I went downstairs to ask the hotel owner for disinfection items.

Fran sat on the bed uneasily. Although the room was warm, Fran's back was still covered with cold sweat and her palms were wet.

He didn't know why this adult brought him here, or whether he would suffer greater harm in a moment.

When An Ning walked in with a medicine box, she saw Fran with his head buried in his legs, curled up into a ball.

Fran's body was a little muddy, so An Ning went to the bathroom and dipped a towel in some hot water.

Avoiding the wound, he wiped off the dirt first, then wiped the wound again with disinfectant.

Fran looked up at An Ning's actions and asked slowly, "Why did you save me?"

"Because you are very much like a friend of mine, who took me in when I was helpless." An Ning said without raising her head.

"Then will you hit me?" Fran asked.

"Why should I hit you?" An Ning asked back.

"Because I'm a jinx, my parents died saving me, my cousin also died because of me, and anyone who touches me will die." Fran said lightly, with numbness in his eyes.

"I won't hit you. Don't think too much as a kid." An Ning packed up her things and rubbed Fran's head.

It's a bit oily, time to wash my hair.