The boy had a pair of large and round eyes, long eyelashes, a sharp nose, and small red lips. He looked especially exquisite.
It was a pity that he was too thin, and there was no flesh on his face.
The boy’s eyes were a little dull. After a long time, they finally shone. “Thank you, Sister.”
Xia Muqing couldn’t help but reach out to touch his face. “Why did they hit you?”
The boy shuddered and lowered his eyes in disappointment. “Father is dead. My mother doesn’t want me anymore. They all say that I’m a bastard. Sister, I’m not a monster.”
He was afraid that Xia Muqing would ignore him because of this, so he explained nervously.
Xia Muqing opened her mouth and asked, “Why did you say that you’re not a monster?”
The boy continued, “They said that b*stards will become monsters when they grow up.”
Xia Muqing suddenly felt a lump in her throat. She held his hand and said, “Come, I’ll bring you home.”
Fear flashed across the boy’s downcast eyes, but he still held her hand. He didn’t want to leave this source of warmth.
Xia Muqing didn’t notice that she had followed the boy to a village.
She was already panting heavily by the time she reached this place, and she tried to catch her breath.
The boy stopped and asked, “Sister, are you very tired?”
Xia Muqing paused awkwardly and shook her head. “It’s okay. Let’s continue.”
She kept complaining in her heart. What kind of place was this? Why did she have to pant with every other step she took?
Despite saying that, the boy still slowed down subtly.
This touched Xia Muqing. He was such a considerate and cute child, how could those people bear to hurt him?
Everything here was no different from an ordinary mountain village. On the way, when they occasionally met some villagers, they would quickly avoid the boy when they saw him, as if he was a dirty thing.
The boy was used to it, but now, he felt ashamed and could only tighten his grip.