Eavesdropping outside the principal's office: "Children from the orphanage... are more valuable."
My legs were numb from squatting outside the principal's office, and the faint voices of conversation inside burrowed into my ears like venomous snakes.
"Ordinary goods won't work. The situation in the city is tense..."
"Then, then the orphanage? No home, no one to care..."
My friend suddenly stumbled and fell against the door, and the air in the corridor suddenly stopped.
The principal's gold-rimmed glasses flashed a cold light: "Children from the orphanage... are more valuable."
We exchanged glances in the darkness.
"Are you scared?" I asked.
The other person's teeth chattered, but there was fire in his eyes: "I'll f*****g kill them!"
Lin Che's legs no longer felt like his own. Crou
