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On a cold winter night, in a street alley, a group of gangsters with colorfully dyed hair gathered around a ragged child, about five or six years old. He was huddled in the corner, unable to see clearly, motionless. "So hungry"! He wanted to! It has been many days since he came here and he has not eaten anything. Xuan Ling came out of the supermarket and saw a group of people bullying a child when she was passing by an alley. She thought for a moment, "Don't care about my business. Don't care about my business." Hey! No matter what happens...