(at the end of the previous chapter, there should be a little boy on the human skin, written as a female doll, clerical error, correct!)

the shadow of a six-and-seven-year-old boy floated out of the pile of human skin. The little boy wore a yellow short sleeve on the top, a blue short pants on the bottom, and barefoot under his feet. Before his death, the little boy had a fat face and big eyes, which were very lovely. The little boy stood on the ground in a daze, looked at me and the fifth graders, and finally squatted in the corner of the room and sobbed.

"small seven." Looking...