Zheng Rong was walking on his way home from get off work as always. The night was getting darker, and dust slowly fell on the little girl's shoulders under the dim light.
That was the fifth time Zheng Rong saw the little girl, sitting quietly on the bench like an isolated island. Zheng Rong walked toward the little girl as if possessed, pushed up his glasses, and said with a smile: "Kid, why don't you go home so late?"
The little girl raised her head and said, "I have no home." Zheng Rong sighed and thought: Who has no conscience to abandon such a cute little girl?
Zheng Rong thought as he stretched out his hand to the little girl and said: "Would you like to come to my uncle's house? My uncle lives alone. My house is quite big, and uncle, I like children very much. Seeing that you are not old, you probably haven't gone to school yet. Can you be an uncle and adoptive daughter? Uncle can provide you with food and clothing, and you can also go to school."
The little girl on the bench lit up when she heard that there was something to eat: "Yeah! Thank you, uncle."
Little did she know that this was the beginning of her nightmare.
Motto: Don't talk to strangers. If you have any questions, go to the police.