The little boy in, just like the children in the class, besides the mud all over, there is a lot of blood on his arms. At this time, A Juan’s maternal love overcame her fear. She picked up the pillow on the bed to bandage the wound for him. When she touched the boy’s arm, A Juan found that his hand was unusually cold.
“What do you want me to do” Ajuan asked tremblingly.
“Let’s go with me!” After speaking, the little boy got up and walked, and disappeared at the door. A Juan felt that something was going on, so she mustered up the courage and walked out the door.
A Juan has been following the little boy. It was almost dawn. The little boy suddenly turned his head, smiled to A Juan, and disappeared. A Juan was very anxious, looking for him everywhere on the road along the mountain. There is a trace of a rock falling 10 meters in front. A Juan ran to see that there was a car accident here, and a family car had slipped to the bottom of the mountain.
A Juan called the villagers. In this accident, a family of three, only the little boy died, and his parents were rescued from danger in time. At the moment that the little boy was carried away, A Juan saw the familiar face, the little boy’s face showed a slight smile, but A Juan was already crying.