Transmigrated Into The Book

In a small dump near the old bridge, there was a kid playing with the others. He was pale and dirty. Thorn clothes that could hardly cover his skin. He and the other kids found an old kite from the garbages, they took it and decided to fix it.

The place around them wasn't clean at all. With the numbers of small dumps rowed in five, you can see that there were a bunch of people living there. They are not the rich or the noble ones, even the normal people disgust them and will never pay them attention.

The male who just got there lifted his head and watched the kite swaying with the wind above him. Its strings are so long that you could almost mistake it for the shape of the noon sun. He wiped the sweats from his forehead and was about to take a step when a strong wind blew.

He closed his eyes to avoid getting the dust. The smell of the garbage near the dump mixed with the air. He closed his eyes tight. But when he blinked, he was stunned. The kite flying in the sky a while ago is now under his feet. He crouched down and picked it up.

The kite is also dirty, with its patches making a different color pattern. He stared at it for a while until one of the kids approached him. 

"Here," He mumbled, giving the thing back to the kid. 

After receiving the kite back, the kid sprang up and exclaimed. "Is that you, brother?!!" 

The male wearing a red robe with its sleeves swaying in the air flinched. He scanned the kid's face and tilted his head. "Feng? Is that you?" 

[Feng, the kid from World 10.59]

Feng was elated, couldn't believe that he would see that handsome face again. He wanted to hug the man with excitement, but he was scared to dirty his robe. After all, they helped him and his grandmother. Thinking of his grandmother, Feng's expression became sorrowful. 

"Where's your grandmother? How is she?" The male asked him. 

Feng fell silent, he lowered his head. Clenching his clothes very tight, suppressing the sound from his lips. The man became confused, so he crouched down, leveling his eyes towards Feng.

There, he saw the kid crying silently.

Yuan was stunned. He came here to visit and to ask about Xianyu, but it seems like he will find something else. When he saw Feng's shaking shoulders, he became aware. 

"What happened? Why are you crying?" Yuan asked, wiping the tears from the kid.

Feng stiffened and sniffled. "M-My g-g-grandmother," he stammered. "S-S-She p-passed a-away," he gasped and released big sobs, wiping his own eyes.

Yuan immediately hugged the kid and brushed his back. "I'm sorry," he mumbled.

Feng didn't hesitate to think about his torn and dirty clothes touching the man. He hugged the man back and exclaimed. "They took her! They came here!" 

Yuan again was surprised. He parted from the kid and cupped his cheeks. "What do you mean? Who took her?" he asked. 

Feng settled down after many gasps, he tried to breathe deeply just like Yuan told him. He calmed himself down. "Group of men came here, wearing black.." it was just a few words, but he was starting to feel heavy again. "I-I-I h-h-hide," he stammered.

Yuan felt something from Feng's story. The kid was almost bawling his eyes out while crying, but he was clenching his fist like anger.

"Bother," Feng called out. He faced Yuan straight with snot and tears, his face now crumbling in despair. "Brother, they took grandma away...I followed her when she told me to hide, but…" he sniffled. "But when I came out, she was gone and..and blood was everywhere," 

After telling his side, Feng finally released another heavy sob and fell to his knees. He was crying like a beast, getting lost for the first time. Like an old grown man crying, hoarse voice.

Yuan understands that Feng had no family. It was only him and his grandmother, so it was really painful for him to experience this kind of tragedy. If that man in black was another lead to this red pill and blue pill maker, then he needed to secure Feng's safety. 

***

Feng took him again inside their small shack. Just like before, he offered Yuan a glass of water. "Brother, I am very sorry," he said

Yuan patted his head. If the kid was apologizing for his sudden burst out and crying, then it's not a problem for him. He pushed the water back to Feng. "No need to bother yourself,"

Feng smiled at him and put the water back into his small container. He was very careful not to spill like it was his treasure. Since they are living in dumpsters, it was very hard for them to get clean food and water.

"Brother, why are you alone today?" Feng asked after filling the container and pushing it back into his small cabinet.

Yuan didn't get it at first, but after remembering the first time they came here, he soon realized that the kid was looking for Xianyu.

"Actually, I came here to ask you something"

Feng jolted and dashed forward. "I will answer wholeheartedly, brother!" he proclaimed with his palm up.

Yuan smiled and put the kid's palm down. "It's not really a big deal. I just want to ask if you saw or if he visited you here?"

Feng tilted his head and scratched his nape. "Brother, I thought you and pretty brother are lovers," he was referring to 'pretty brother' to Xianyu. Because Xianyu had a feminine facial features and body. 

Yuan got choked with his own saliva. He cleared his throat. "We are not together," he replied, also rubbing his nape.

"Then, did you two fight? I'm sorry brother, but pretty brother didn't come here," Feng pondered, with his arms behind his back. "Is there anything I can do?"

Yuan shakes his head. "No, no, it's okay," he said.

He stayed there for a couple of minutes to ask more about Feng's grandmother, then before leaving, he gave him 2 bags of coins.