At night, the autumn wind was cold and the heavy rain was bone-chilling.

Jian Dan was afraid that someone would grab her away. It was late at night before she returned to the bottom of the bridge. She curled up in a corner and shivered from the cold. She could only hear the sound of the wind, the sound of the rain, and the uncontrollable chuckle of her teeth colliding with each other due to the cold.

‘”Mom…” Big tears fell down her cheeks. Jian Dan curled up and hugged herself and cried, “I’ve been to all the toilets nearby. Mom, which toilet did you go to? I didn’t see you.”

It was already the fourth day, and Jian Dan had been waiting under the bridge for four full days.

“They said you abandoned me. They said you wanted to send me to the police uncle and then to Welfare Institute. What is that place? I’m so scared. Mom, come and pick me up.” Jian Dan sobbed.

“There’s a little girl.” Suddenly, a man’s voice came from the left side of the bridge. Jian Dan turned around and saw a man in rags crack his yellow teeth at her. A burst of lightning made Jane Xiaodan tremble. She did not think much and immediately got up and ran away. It was raining heavily outside. She had just run away from the bridge when she was soaked and disappeared into the lightning.

Deep into the night of the fifth day, Jian Dan’s delicate figure appeared again under the bridge. Her school uniform was already dirty, and the road was a little unstable. She held a dirty buns in her hand, which should have been dug out from the rubbish dump. There were some spots on the buns, but she ate them with relish. She had a piece of chalk in her hand and drew the head of a woman and a child on the bridge with the brush.

“Mom, I’ve been to the nearby bathroom. You weren’t even there. I’ll go farther away tomorrow to find you. If you see my painting, you’ll come find me.” Jian Dan reached out and touched the woman’s portrait. “I don’t look like it. Mom, you look much better than me. Mom, if you see it, you’ll give me a grade, right? Give me a grade! If I see a graded picture, I’ll stand there and wait for you.”

In the past, every time she drew a picture, her mother would give her a score beside the picture. It was either 99 points or 100 points.

Jian Dan wiped his tears, looked around, and ran away again.

Late at night on the sixth day, Jian Dan held a broken doll in her hand. This time, there were no tears on her face and no hope on her face. She stared blankly at the painting on the wall. There was no score from her mother.

Late at night on the seventh day, Jian Dan returned to the bridge barefoot, either fighting or wrestling, her shoes missing and her knees worn out. She looked expressionlessly at the painting on the wall: there was still no score from her mother.

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On the tenth day, a traffic policeman standing guard on the roadside felt that the corner of his clothes had been pulled. He lowered his head and saw a thin, dirty little girl raising her head. She said expressionlessly, “Uncle policeman, I was abandoned by my mother.”

“You were abandoned?” Although the policeman knew that she was a vagrant at first glance, he felt that the little girl was too calm and quickly bent down to ask.

“Yes, because I’m a girl, I’m useless, so I was abandoned.” Jian Dan nodded.

These words were spoken by those old ladies and gentlemen under the bridge that day. She remembered them in her heart, not only in her heart, but also in the depths of her soul. In that age of son preference, there were too many incidents of abandonment of female dolls.

“What’s your name, little friend?” The policeman crouched down and asked affectionately.

‘”I don’t have a name. I waited for Mom for ten days, but she didn’t come. I went to all the toilets here. I drew every toilet. She didn’t grade me. I was abandoned by Mom, so I don’t have a name. My name isn’t Jian Dan, I don’t have a name.” Jian Dan looked at the policeman coldly.

Almost every toilet in the city, even the most dilapidated ones, had a picture of a woman and a child.

Ten days, ten whole days and nights, no one knew what Jian Xiaodan had experienced.

How many times had she seen her mother’s back, but she had rushed over and realized that it wasn’t. How many times had she rummaged through the food in the garbage heap, diarrhea could only be done with leaves, so dirty that everyone else was hiding away; How many times have they been chased by dogs? Wait.

The night was the most terrifying.

On a pitch-black night, for a four or five-year-old child, was there a big gray wolf hiding in the depths of the darkness, or was there a monster? Jian Dan, who was trembling with fear, still stared in the direction where his mother had left.

Although he was afraid, he was looking forward to it.

“That child was abandoned, right?”

“Where is the girl? She must have been lost. Quickly call the police. It seems that she can only be sent to Welfare Institute.”

“A lot of female dolls have been lost! They are not as useful as male dolls. Many villages have lost female dolls after giving birth.”

Many times, in the market, on the street, near the garbage dump, she would see some people talking about this, and as soon as Jian Dan heard them say’call the police ‘, she would immediately run away.

Although she did not know where they were talking about ‘Welfare Institute’, she knew that as long as the police came to catch her, she could not wait for her mother here.

But now, apparently disheartened, her face seemed to have lost some of its tenderness, but calmly, she looked at the police: “I was abandoned, please send me to Welfare Institute.”

Jian Dan was soon sent to Welfare Institute.

“Your name is Jian Dan?” Welfare Institute’s aunt looked at Jian Dan who had just been sent over with her glasses. The police wrote her name on the file.

“I don’t want to be called Jian Dan.” Jian Dan shook his head. “Since I’ve been thrown away, I don’t want that name.”

“This little guy.” Auntie pushed her glasses up and said, “Then let’s call you Jane Xiaodan. Your ID number is still Jian Dan. When you get older and are eighteen years old, you can change it yourself if you want to.”

The little guy’s Jian Dan became Jane Xiaodan.

“Why? My mother doesn’t want me anymore. Why should I use this name?” Jian Xiaodan lowered her eyes and looked at her worn toes.

“What if she wants to find you?” Auntie sighed and touched her head, “In the future, when you get older, if your mother hasn’t come looking for you, you can change your name.”

Naturally, he didn’t come looking for her.

Jian Xiaodan’s name is still in use today, and her ID card was changed to ‘Jian Xiaodan’ by her after she was eighteen years old.

The name Jian Dan was lost on the day her mother left.

“Baby, mom, go to the bathroom. Wait for me here.” A woman in a yellow sweater squatted down and pinched Jian Dan’s face.

“I’ll wait for you here. Be obedient and don’t run around.” Jian Dan nodded in trust, “If I get lost, I’ll paint everywhere so Mom can follow me!”

“Yes.” The woman pinched her face again and disappeared from Jian Dan’s eyes.

Her name had long since been lost on that day.

Jian Xiaodan, who had left 129 paintings all over the city and walked around the entire county, walked in her footsteps.

They were thrown into the ten people who were filled with disappointment and fear day and night.

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With a thud, the door to Santana opened, and one of her feet stretched out and landed on the ground.

The black leather shoes shone brightly and emitted the aura of death.