The group arrived at Hongxing Orphanage. Seeing the crowd of strangers, many of the children couldn't help but shyly peek out to look at them.
"Sister Zi Jin!"
One of the children recognized Yun Zijin and came running toward her like a little cannonball.
Since there was no malice, Zero One and the others didn't intervene.
"Little Xingxing! Long time no see!"
Yun Zijin crouched down, gathering the child in her arms and speaking to her gently.
Little Xingxing was only three years old and still had trouble speaking clearly. The conditions at the orphanage weren't the best, so she didn't have much baby fat.
But her face and clothes were clean and tidy, a clear sign that the orphanage staff was taking diligent care of the children.
"Sister Zi Jin, I haven't seen you in so long! So many nights and days went by. Where did you go this time? Why didn't you come back to see us?"
