I transmigrated into the villain's white moonlight, but the protagonist is my brother.

Shen Yan acted as if he hadn't eaten in eight hundred years, grabbing the pancake with both hands and munching away, even making sounds like a puppy coming from his throat.

He ate too fast and too quickly, and choked a little, followed by a violent cough.

Xie Yan stood next to him and patted him on the back.

In fact, Xie Yan is only two years older than Shen Yan, but she is a full head taller than Shen Yan. Shen Yan is now like a withered bean sprout, thin and skinny with no meat on her body.

It wouldn't be an exaggeration to say he was skin and bones.

Although Xie Yan felt pity, there was very little she could do. After all, she was just cannon fodder, and besides, she was still a child and had to rely on Yang Huiyun to support her.

Just then, a familiar voice came from inside.

"Yan Yan, what are you doing here?"

Yang Huiyun was riding her newly rented stall cart home when she suddenly saw Xie Yan standing halfway down the road.

There was a little boy standing next to her?

Hmm, why does this look so familiar?

Ah! Isn't this the one from that day—

"mom!"

Xie Yan immediately switched to her sweet and docile mode, ran over, grabbed Yang Huiyun's hand, and whispered something.

"I just ran into the little boy upstairs from our house, and I gave him the pancakes I bought."

Upon hearing this, Yang Huiyun immediately looked up again.

It was indeed the child from that day. You could tell he had big eyes and a cute appearance, but he was just too thin, pitifully frail, and his clothes were filthy.

His mother jumped off a building a while ago and I heard she couldn't be saved. I don't know how this child has been coping during this time.

As a mother herself, Yang Huiyun immediately softened and discussed with Xie Yan, "How about we bring him home for dinner tonight?"

"Sure," Xie Yan replied, naturally having no objections.

So Xie Yan went over and grabbed Shen Yan's wrist. Perhaps because she had just eaten Xie Yan's pancake, Shen Yan seemed to be in a more stable mood and obediently let Xie Yan lead her.

Yang Huiyun noticed that Shen Yan was walking strangely, as if he was limping. Thinking of the beatings and suffering the child had endured before, she felt even more sorry for him.

Upon arriving at the courtyard, Yang Huiyun locked the stall cart in a corner downstairs, then turned around to carry Shen Yan upstairs, but Shen Yan dodged her.

Shen Yan hid her small body behind Xie Yan and lowered her head to avoid looking at Yang Huiyun.

But the meaning was clear: he didn't want Yang Huiyun to hug him.

Yang Huiyun was taken aback, not expecting the child to be so wary, but she didn't mind and went upstairs first.

"Yan Yan, help your little brother up slowly. Mom will go upstairs first to boil water and cook for us."

Xie Yan and Shen Yan were left downstairs staring at each other.

Why are you looking at me like that? Don't you want to go up?

Shen Yan lowered her head and pursed her lips, refusing to speak, appearing to refuse to communicate.

His wrist had been pulled by Xie Yan all the way, and it was a little sweaty now. Xie Yan tried to pull him further down the stairs, but the stubborn kid was more stubborn than a donkey and was putting up a fight with her.

System: [He probably has some psychological trauma and doesn't want to go back to this building.]

Xie Yan: [I know]

But what can you do? If you want to eat, you have to overcome it.

"My mom cooks so well, much better than the pancakes I just had. She said she'll make hot rice, fragrant chicken, and vegetable soup today..."

Xie Yan used the food as a way to entice people.

Although she hadn't heard Shen Yan say a word since the beginning, judging from Shen Yan's swallowing action just now, his language ability should be fine.

"Besides, my home is very safe. I just managed to rescue you from that big dog. What are you afraid of? I can protect you."

Shen Yan looked up at her and saw that Xie Yan was dressed up cutely like a pretty doll, and her expression was indeed particularly firm and serious.

But after only one glance, he lowered his head again.

Xie Yan felt like she had punched cotton; she felt utterly powerless.

Surely he doesn't have autism.

Never mind, let's try again.

Xie Yan grabbed Shen Yan's wrist again and tried to pull it forward. Fortunately, this time he was less resistant.

At least Xie Yan can pull it now.

The two of them walked up the stairs one step at a time.

Just as they reached the second floor, a door opened, and a man was about to leave.

Xie Yan already recognized this neighbor, so she immediately greeted him with a smile and a sweet voice: "Hello, Uncle."

Wang Hai smiled and nodded, but his expression suddenly froze when he saw Xie Yan holding Shen Yan's hand.

"Yan Yan, come here, Uncle wants to say a few words to you." Wang Hai waved to Xie Yan, then looked at Shen Yan, "Little friend, wait here for a while."

After saying that, he pulled Xie Yan aside and whispered something to her.

"What's going on, Yan Yan? Why did this little brother come back with you? Are you going to adopt him?"

Wang Hai frowned slightly, clearly not optimistic about this conjecture.

This child is truly pitiful. All the neighbors in the building know this and feel sorry for him. In particular, Wang Hai and his wife saw the child rummaging through the trash and eating it a few days ago.

The couple had been married for five years but had no children. Wang Hai's wife was soft-hearted, and when she saw Shen Yan pitifully rummaging through the trash, she couldn't help but discuss with him whether they should adopt him.

If Wang Hai hadn't seen Shen Yan's eyes that day, he wouldn't have let it go, but he could never forget Shen Yan's dark, soulless eyes.

They all knew that Shen Yan's mother had a mental illness, but mental illness can also be hereditary!

Wang Hai felt that this child was so strange. What if he found out later that the child was also mentally ill?

Shen Yinshuang's constant episodes of illness, coupled with her suicide attempt, have terrified everyone. Mentally ill people are capable of anything. What if the children they raise suddenly go crazy and turn around and harm them?

This child is clearly not normal. He didn't cry or shout when he was hit, and he didn't say thank you when he was rescued.

Although his mother wasn't a good person, she was still his biological mother. He didn't shed a single tear when she died, so this child should absolutely not be raised!

"No, I just saw him there... so I brought him back for a meal."

After speaking, Xie Yan slightly turned her head to steal a glance at Shen Yan, who was standing obediently behind her.

He was looking down at the small insects on the floor of the stairwell, then gently stepped on them and crushed them, seemingly oblivious to what was being said.

But for some reason, Xie Yan suddenly thought of the stray cats on the street.

A stray cat that had been wandering around for years was taken home by a kind person, given a good meal, and then released back to continue its wandering.

This is what she has to do now.

I suddenly feel a little heartbroken.

"That's good. Go back and talk to your mother, and tell her not to be too soft-hearted."

There were some things Wang Hai didn't want to say too clearly, after all, Xie Yan was still a child.

But Xie Yan can understand it all.

She went back and reached out her hand to Shen Yan.

"Let's go home and eat."