Beloved little goldf

The little girl looked very strange. She had been at the police station for so long, but she didn't cry or make a fuss, she was so well-behaved.,Only mud remained, mixed with debris, dust, and paper, indistinguishable from each other, a sight that shocked the eyes.,Murky eyes, seemingly holding a trace of resentment, gazed forlornly at the mottled stones ahead.。