Chapter 12 Picked-up Child

"Hungry?" Lin Fan stood up and picked up the spoon on the plate with his well-defined fingers, ready to serve Lian Ranran a bowl of porridge. "Only you can be so energetic after three days' sleep. If it were me, I have already died!"

"What? Three days?" Lian Ranran herself could not believe it. Her eyes widened as she looked at Lin Fan's handsome side profile, wanting to be verified.

"Yes, three days. Actually, to be exact ..." Lin Fan put down the spoon in his hand, raised his right hand, looked at the watch on his wrist, and continued, "seventy-one hours, nine minutes and twenty-five seconds, twenty-six, twenty-seven ..."

OGM! ! ! Lian Ranran almost dropped her jaw when she heard this number. This should be the longest time she had slept. What was going on?

When Lin Fan turned around and was about to put a bowl of hot water on Lian Ranran's hand, he found that she was actually counting her fingers. He asked curiously, "are you so stupid that you can't even count the days?"

Lian Ranran raised her head, pursed her lips, and looked pitifully at Lin Fan. "My fingers ... can't move anymore?"

Lin Fan didn't think much of it and complained, "After sleeping for so long, it's unusual if your hands don't freeze!"

Lian Ranran suddenly remembered that night three days ago when the same thing happened to her fingers.

Could it be ... because of that special power?

Seeing Lian Ranran sitting on the bed in a daze, Lin Fan sat down, scooped up the porridge in the bowl, blew it, and handed it to her mouth. "How old are you? Why are you still acting like a child? If it weren't for your mother ..."

Hearing the word "mother," Lian Ranran's heart couldn't help but cramp. A sour smell rushed up from her stomach to her nose and her tears filled her eyes, wanting to cry.

When Lin Fan saw Lian Ranran's appearance, he suddenly realized that he had said something wrong. "Damn it! Why did I mention this?"

"Ranran?" Lin Fan lowered his head and looked at Lian Ranran's reddened eyes. "Alright, alright, it's all my fault. Let's not talk about it. Ranran, good girl, come and drink the porridge, and I'll take you out for some air, okay?"

Lin Fan wiped the corner of her eyes with his fingertips, wiped away her tears and fed her a mouthful after mouthful of porridge. It was not easy for him to put a bowl of porridge into her mouth.

"Well! Let's go, I'll take you to flirt!" Lin Fan straightened Lian Ranran's collar and dragged her out.

On the other side, a stray dog on the road probably smelled the faint scent of blood coming from the alley. "Woof.." It ran over quickly.

A black plastic bag was placed in front of its eyes and it smelled like it was tied to a rope.

The dog was rather resourceful. It jumped up into the trash can in the corner. It was not far from the plastic bag, so it was able to get the rope on it, so it bit on the rope, wanting to untie it and eat the meat inside.

"Ranran! Don't go! What can you do then?" Lin Fan could not hold back her stubbornness and could not prevent her from running to the original police line. "Auntie has left. You have to be calm!"

Lian Ranran wanted to shake his her hand, but she could not break free. She could only drag him along.

She just wanted to go home and take a look. Even if it she couldn't see her mother, it would be good to find the scent of her mother.

Suddenly, there was a muffled noise from the alley, as if something had fallen to the ground. The two of them were all attracted to it and saw a child's head protruding from a big black plastic, as if he was asleep.

The stray dog jumped down from the trash can and ran to the child, stuck out its tongue and licked the child's face, drooling, its eyes glowed with malice, and then it opened its big mouth.

"Go away! "

The woman's loud shrieks got closer and closer, scaring the stray dog to run away.

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