Chapter 930: Chapter 933: Youyou Appears (1) Chapter 930: Chapter 933: Youyou Appears (1) The night park was sparsely lit.
Occasionally, passing joggers would brave the sumr breeze from not far away.
There she sat, in the corner of the stone steps.
Alone, holding her skirt, sitting there.
A few ters away from her stood a street lamp.
The light couldn’t directly shine upon her.
But looking from afar, one could see outside the shadow of the light, as if there were a figure sitting with arms wrapped around herself.
Lily was crying, sobbing silently.
Curled up with her arms, her pale slender neck deeply buried in the crook of her elbows.
Only her slightly trembling shoulders gave away her emotions at the mont.
No one cared about the woman crying in the corner of the stone steps.
In this city, so many people cried every day.
Life brought pressure, and those crushed by it often had monts of pent-up overflow that needed release.
Passing joggers would occasionally glance curiously at her.
Then, they indifferently shifted their gaze away and continued on.
…
Until a figure walked out from the shadows.
He ca before her, breaking her lonely cry.
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“What’s wrong with you?”
The childish voice suddenly rang out beside the desolate stone steps.
He intentionally lowered his voice, as if imitating an adult’s steady tone.
The woman sitting on the stone steps and crying, still didn’t look up.
She just kept silently shrugging her shoulders, crying quietly.
This made the little boy standing in front of her hesitate a flash in his cold black pupils.
The woman on the steps didn’t move, nor did he; he just stood there.
Not until after a short while did the woman continue to cry quietly, and the boy’s stern little face gradually started to drop.
He had no choice but to accept the reality.
It seed that his words just now had been ignored by the woman before him, who was engrossed in her crying.
Doubt flickered again in his narrow eyes.
Then, he slowly lifted his right hand and lightly poked the woman’s exposed soft white delicate arms with his short forefinger.
After one poke, the sensation was much softer than he had anticipated.
So he poked again.
Lily was crying in muffled pain, barely holding back the depths of her sorrow, clenching her teeth to keep from crying out loud.
But suddenly, her arm seed to be poked by sothing soft.
At first, she thought it was just her imagination.
Then, there was another poke.
And after that, yet another.
The person poking her seed to have beco addicted to it.
If she didn’t look up, he would just keep poking and poking.
Lily imdiately got angry.
She was already pitiful enough, just wanting to find a place to cry her heart out, but why was she still disturbed even after hiding here?
Lily suddenly raised her head, intending to tell the person harassing her to scram.
However, all her actions froze the mont her gaze t those dark, piercing eyes.
In that second, it felt as if ti had stopped.
The boy before her had a pair of black pupils that strikingly resembled Ethan Wilson’s.
…
Seeing her finally react, the concerned look on the boy’s face finally eased slightly.
Yet, the woman’s disheveled makeup caused a slight frown to touch his brow.
Narrowing his eyes in imitation of an adult, he asked in a deep voice, “Who bullied you?”
“You…”
Lily looked at the boy who had appeared out of nowhere, half-believing she was hallucinating.
The little boy before her seed to be only about four or five years old.
Soft black hair draped over his forehead, and a pair of deep, narrow black pupils were focused on her from behind his fringe.
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