Rong Han had never liked to get along with others. Just as he was about to turn around and leave, he heard the tender voice of a girl coming from the garden.
“Second brother, catch it properly, I’m going to kick!”
Perhaps it was because the other party’s voice was filled with joy, Rong Han could not help but stop in his tracks and poke his head out to take a look.
In the end, it was this one glance that made Rong Han see a cuju1 flying rapidly toward him. It slowly magnified in front of his eyes, and with a bang, it hit his forehead.
Rong Han felt his head buzz, and then his vision went black, and he fell backward onto the ground, unable to get up.
The three children ran toward the direction where the cuju had flown past, and they saw Rong Han lying on the ground with a red and swollen forehead, as well as cuju lying beside him.
Rong Han’s porcelain-like face was filled with pain, and her beautiful eyebrows were tightly knitted together like an exquisite porcelain doll. Although he was wearing a fine silk dress, his figure was exceptionally thin and weak, like a deer in the woods, at a glance, the three children felt that he was somewhat familiar.
The three children thought at the same time. Although they had never seen this little boy before, they had an inexplicable feeling of closeness to him.
“It’s over, Lingbao. You hit someone.” Dumby hurriedly ran forward and imitated the doctor’s appearance. He stretched out his hand to feel Rong Han’s pulse. “I, why can’t I feel his pulse? Is he dead?”
Gu Lin looked at Dumby speechlessly. He raised his hand to his forehead and said, “Feel his pulse on the inside of his wrist, not the outside.”
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He sincerely felt that Dumby was unreliable. Gu Lin went forward and patted Rong Han’s face. “Are you alright? Wake up.”
Rong Han groaned and opened his eyes. Coincidentally, their eyes met.
Gu Lin could not help but stop. He rubbed his eyes and was sure that he was not mistaken.
Why did this little boy’s eyes look exactly like his mother’s?
Rong Han also stared at Gu Lin’s face in a daze. For a moment, he thought that he had seen his father.
Gu Lin’s long and narrow eyes were filled with a coldness that did not match his age. His facial features were like a miniature version of his father’s.
However, he quickly realized that something was wrong. He sat up straight like a carp. In the end, he accidentally used too much strength and began to cough non-stop.
Lingbao took the water bag from her waist and gave Rong Han a few mouthfuls of water.
Seeing that Rong Han had stopped coughing, Lingbao squatted beside him and looked at him worriedly. “Little brother, are you alright?”
Rong Han touched his head but did not feel any pain. “It’s alright. My head has always been very hard.”
“Then stand up. You fell down just now and scared me.” As Dumby said this, he did not allow Rong Han to resist and forcefully pulled him up from the ground.
Rong Han looked at his and Dumby’s tightly held hands in surprise. He could not believe that he would accept contact with strangers so easily.
Only the people in the prince regent’s mansion knew that Rong Han did not like others, and he would not allow any strangers to touch him.
Only when his father touched him, he would not resist.
It was also because of this reason that he had never played with children of the same age.
However, looking at Dumby, Rong Han actually felt that the other party was very familiar with him. Even if he were to hold hands with the other party, he would not feel uncomfortable.
It was not just Dumby. Rong Han also felt the same toward Gu Lin and Lingbao.
Gu Lin saw that Rong Han’s expression was a little strange and asked worriedly, “Are you alright?”
Ever since the little boy opened his eyes, his behavior had been very strange.
Gu Lin suspected that this seemingly skinny little brother had been struck silly by his sister?
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