Finally, the Little girl turned her head to Ariana.

As their eyes locked, Ariana found herself completely frozen in place.

A wave of indescribable familiarity washed over her, leaving her utterly puzzled.

The girl's eyes were a sight to behold, shimmering with anticipation as they fixated on Ariana.

Likewise, Ariana gazed back, captivated by the young one before her, certain she had never encountered this child previously. Setting aside the inexplicable feeling of closeness in her heart, she gracefully squatted down and asked with gentle concern, “Do you know where your mommy and daddy are?"

Yet, the little girl remained silent, her head slightly lowered in reticence.

Ariana didn't feel a hint of annoyance. Instead, she gracefully rose to her feet and fished out some coins from her purse to feed the capsule toy machine. She deftly turned the knob, and in no time, two capsules of different colors emerged.

The little girl stayed by Ariana's side, her eyes glued to every twist and turn of the machine.

With a warm smile, Ariana handed the capsules to the girl and encouraged her, “Open them and see."

The girl took the capsules eagerly and deftly popped them open, revealing two small figurines.

“Wow!" Ariana couldn't help but exclaim, her smile widening, "You've got two hidden editions! You're truly Lucky."

The little girl's face lit up with joy, a faint smile surfacing, revealing two adorable dimples.

Seeing the happiness radiating from the child, Ariana's spirits lifted as well, and she continued her gentle inquiry, "What's your name? I'LL go to the information desk to find your parents."

But the little girl remained silent, completely engrossed in playing with her figurines, as if oblivious to the world around her.

Ariana couldn't help but feel a pang of concern as she observed her behavior. Something seemed off, as if the little girl was living in her own world. Based on her reactions, Ariana began to suspect that she might be a child with autism.

With this realization in mind, Ariana crouched down again and gently spoke to the girl.

“Hello, little sweet. Can you tell me how old you are? Do you remember your mommy or daddy's name?"

Still, the little girl gave no response.

Ariana's intuition grew stronger, confirming her suspicion. She made a few more attempts to engage the girl with the outside world, but the responses remained weak. It was almost certain now that the child was autistic.

Inexplicably, Ariana felt a mix of emotions, a pang of sadness followed by a surge of anger.