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Anna jolted up at the sight, and her eyes were glued to the screen.
The little boy on the screen was undoubtedly Charles.
The footage was still playing, and the camera shook slightly as the person recording the video asked, "Boy, why are you cooking noodles in a trash bin?"
Charles used his hand holding the chopsticks to wipe some grime off his face before replying, "If I cook noodles outside, they'll reach into the pot with their chopsticks and eat my noodles. I'll still be hungry by then."
"Who are they?"
"People just like me, but they're older. I'm the youngest among them."
"Why are you wandering the streets? Where's your family?"
The smile on Charles' face faded, but it reappeared...
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