after a long while, as if he was afraid of making this little devil unhappy, he carefully said, â âyou mean, when?â
this little fellow clearly had a strong backing.
they were still counting on the other party to invest more, so they couldnât afford to offend them.
âat noon,â youzi quickly replied.
âoh, every day?â The director asked for confirmation again.
youzi nodded affirmatively. â at first, it was every day, but then it suddenly disappeared for a long time. â
âisnât that good?â The director said subconsciously.
âPretty good?â Youzi didnât quite understand. She looked at the director and frowned slightly.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
He looked especially cute and delicate, and his big eyes blinked, making the director feel a little bad.
âi donât think weâve ever seen the child youâre talking about.â the director said tactfully.
thatâs impossible. Sheâs in the sandpit every day, really! youzi was very sure.
He had talked to her for so many days and created so many sand pits. For this, he even went back to discuss with his mother, trying to find a way to fulfill her wish.
it was impossible for the many days of interaction to be fake!
the director, however, looked at the affirmation on his face and took a deep breath. helplessness and sympathy, as well as all sorts of complicated emotions, appeared on his face.
could he tell the child directly?
He had been the only one playing in the sandpit all this time.
He couldnât.
although it was partly because of his identity, it was also because this child was extremely smart. it was probably because of the principle of âextreme wisdom is bound to hurtâ that he had such a hazy illusion.
during this time, there were already people talking about youzi behind her back.
the children probably didnât have such thoughts yet, but the teachers in the park were all discussing this particularly smart and slightly antisocial pretty boy who couldnât play with the children.
they said that this little boy especially loved to pile sand pits, and he would pile them up for two hours every time.
He also said that he often talked to himself and laughed by himself as he piled up. He looked very happy.
it was as if there was someone else in the sand pit, and he was talking to that person.
but in reality, he had always been alone in the sand pit.
some of the parents who came saw him acting like this all by himself also instructed their children not to go near the sand pit. in addition, the children were not very interested in the sand pit, so no one went near to disturb him.
this was how things had been going for the past few days.
everyone gradually got used to it and didnât say anything, so they just let him be.
however, youzi came to his door today and said that she wanted to find the child.
The director thought to himself, could it be that the condition of the hallucination he saw was gradually getting better, so he could no longer see the child? He had never studied psychology in this area, so he didnât know how to deal with it.
At this moment, youzi met the directorâs strange gaze and calmly said, â âi want to take a look at the surveillance footage of that area, can i?â
the director was slightly stunned. he had not expected him to be so persistent.
But after he sees it, heâll definitely know his own problem, Yingluo.
âI just want to know the truth, nothing else will happen,â youzi added, looking at him.
the director hesitated for a few seconds before nodding heavily. â alright, iâll bring you there. â
He brought youzi to the surveillance room.
staring at the computer screen, youziâs small hands clenched slightly by her side, and her expression was very serious.