C294 Are You Lost
C294 Are You Lost
Fortunately, Eldest Aunt intentionally let Zhong Xing be alone with the two of them on the pretext of sending them away.
The only thing she was not satisfied with was that if the Niu hide ointment on the side — Xiao Yue, the perfect big bulb, could not be switched on no matter how hard she tried.
The group split into two groups and separated in the shopping mall's courtyard.
The three people who were left stood in the courtyard for a while, if they looked at the boy next to them who was stiff and gloomy.
He decided to clarify things with the other party.
"Mr Zhong …"
Zhong Xingwen stiffened as the corners of his mouth twitched, interrupting her: "You can just call me Happy. We're only two years apart, we're of the same generation."
If: '...'
He cleared his throat. If he continued, "I don't think we're suitable …"
"Yes." Zhong Xingwei nodded in agreement.
He was overjoyed as he did not expect Luo Yuan to think the same way. But before he could say anything, he heard him say, "But I'll listen to my mother."
If: '...'
"To the movies?" Zhong Xin took it out and looked at the movie that was released today, then mumbled, "My mom said she wanted to invite you to watch a love movie. How are you doing with" Hello, First Love "that was released today?"
If: '...'
Having received no response, Zhong Xingwei looked up and saw her stupefied expression. He thought that she didn't want to see it.
After a few seconds of silence, he tried again: "If you don't want to see, then let's go get something to drink?"
If she took a few deep breaths, trying to make the group of camels stop, she would stop running through her heart.
He forced out a smile. "I will explain it all to the elders."
The subtext was that he didn't need to specially cultivate feelings for her.
"Oh." Zhong Xinwei still wore his wooden expression, as if he was not interested in the decisions of others.
If he finally let out a sigh of relief.
With the excited expressions of Fang Jin and the other women, if they had guessed it wouldn't end so soon, they would have sat down on a bench in the courtyard.
He played with his phone for a while, and when he raised his head again, he saw a seven to eight-year-old child standing in front of her, biting his forefinger as he looked at her.
The child's body was somewhat dirty. It was obvious that he had fallen down many times. Many parts of his arms and legs were worn out. There was even a hole in his pants at the knee.
He looked at her without crying.
If she had been taught by the system to subconsciously help others, upon seeing her child, she would naturally squat in front of him and ask gently, "Little brother, are you lost?"
When the child saw her approaching, he took a timid step back, but did not go far. His big black eyes stared unblinkingly at her.
If he took out a few candies from his backpack and placed them in front of the child, he would ask, "Do you want to eat them?"
She used to run to the orphanage whenever she had time, always bringing some candy with her in case of need.
The child looked at the candy in her hand, swallowed his saliva, and shook his head.
The way she wanted to eat but didn't dare to take it was very cute.
If he smiled, "Then let big sister help you wipe your wounds, okay?"
The child looked at her hesitantly.
If he is not pressed, the hand with the candy is firmly laid flat in front of the child.
Finally, the child nodded and agreed to let her clean the wound.
They were all small bruises. If he didn't bring any medicine with him, he would exchange it with the system for some disinfectant to help the child clean up his wounds. Finally, he would put on a Band-Aid.
During the whole process, the child did not cry or make a ruckus. He just quietly let others clean up.