Ansel smiled even more adorably: "Don’t be afraid, I’m not a bad person."
"..."
"I just helped you earlier, didn’t I? If I were a bad person, I wouldn’t have helped you."
"..."
"I’m only five years old, do you really think I’m a bad person?"
His face was so charming to everyone, why didn’t she believe him?
The little girl stared at him, then tentatively stretched out her hand...
***************
Ansel went to the bathroom and hadn’t co back for a long ti.
Jian Yufei and the others had finished their food.
Junqi leaned back in his chair, satisfied, and burped.
"Why hasn’t he co back yet, did he get lost?" Jian Yufei muttered with confusion.
Junqi turned his head, trying to help find his brother.
"Let’s call him." Jian Yufei took out her phone, ready to dial.
Junqi suddenly jumped off the chair and ran in a certain direction.
"Junqi, where are you going?!" Jian Yufei and the bodyguard hurriedly followed.
Junqi ran quickly toward a specific spot.
Jian Yufei thought he saw Ansel, so she didn’t stop him.
"Junqi, slow down, be careful not to fall..."
Junqi couldn’t hear anything.
He only knew to run toward that direction.
Under a distant big tree, several red-nosed clowns were performing acrobatics.
Leaning against the trunk was a man wearing a white ghost face mask.
Junqi’s target was him—
Jian Yufei hadn’t noticed the people under the tree.
As she got closer, she saw him.
No, more accurately, she saw his mask.
Jian Yufei shuddered all over; that mask... that mask was identical to the one Junqi used to wear!
She imdiately stopped, screaming: "Junqi, stop right there!"
The small figure in front braked urgently—
He turned back, looking at her puzzled.
Jian Yufei reached out her hand: "Baby, co to mommy."
Junqi didn’t move; he looked at her and then turned back to look at the man under the tree.
He seed to be struggling to choose...
Jian Yufei’s heart was racing; her intuition was telling her that man was very dangerous, never get close!
"Stay still, wait for mommy to co."
No matter how dangerous he was, she had to bring her son back.
Suddenly, the man leaning against the tree stood upright, his eyes under the mask locked on Junqi.
"King, co here." He spoke softly.
His voice was low, subdued, but Junqi heard it, Jian Yufei heard it too.
Jian Yufei’s face turned pale; her mind buzzed, unable to react.
Junqi’s sparkling eyes looked at him.
The man smiled under the mask; he slowly stretched out a hand: "Co here."
"No—" Jian Yufei shouted.
But it was too late, Junqi had already run quickly to the man.
"Don’t touch my son!" Jian Yufei rushed over.
The man ignored her and picked up Junqi.
Jian Yufei suddenly felt the world spinning; she almost fainted.
"Let him go—" she glared at him, grinding her teeth.
Several acrobat clowns riding unicycles circled around them.
The world seed isolated by them—
In the circle they were in, even the air felt cold and suffocating.
Jian Yufei sensed that they had entered the Devil’s territory.
The accompanying bodyguard took out a phone to call for help, but a clown quickly swept past him, shooting a tranquilizer gun from his hands, and the bodyguard collapsed to the ground.
*
Junqi’s English na was chosen months ago, only now being used T-T
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