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The street under the cover of night is lonely, only the figure of a little girl is reflected in the street, forming a sharp intersection with the lights.
The little girl walked timidly with Winnie the Pooh in her arms. Every few steps, she stopped to look behind her with a pair of big eyes full of innocence, and made sure there was nothing behind her before she got up the courage to go forward again. Today is the first time she ran away from home, because when she woke up, she found her father gone again. He always disappears and appears suddenly, just like magic, but she needs to care, so she decides to run away from home.
Suddenly there was a brake sound in the street, which was particularly harsh in this silent night.
The little girl stopped and looked around.
No one. She walked on with her head down and Winnie the Pooh in her arms, but stopped after a few steps, because this time she found a pile of colorful things in the middle of the intersection, no one and no cars.
This is a building block.
The little girl's eyes flashed a little nervous, hesitating whether to walk over. When she was sure that the building block was abandoned like her, she took a small step to get close to it.
The building block looks new, but there is some red liquid on it.
When the little girl picked up the first piece, there was no nervous expression on her face, but a new one …