Chapter 2138: Eighteenth Coming-of-Age Ceremony (20)
Chapter 2138: Chapter 2138: Eighteenth Coming-of-Age Ceremony (20)
Underneath this fresh blood, there’s obviously blood that has been flowing for a long time, covered by mud, presenting quite a shocking sight.Looking eagerly at Ruan Jiaojiao, the little boy stared at her in a daze, his small mouth gently pressed together, his small hand cautiously reaching toward her, so much wanting to touch her. However, just as he was about to touch her again, his body felt light as he was lifted up from behind.
"Brother Xian, quickly look at his leg, he needs to go to the hospital." Upon seeing Lu Xian suddenly appear, Ruan Jiaojiao immediately said.
Lu Xian glanced at the little boy’s leg, his expression barely changed, but to prevent Ruan Jiaojiao from becoming suspicious, he nodded, then turned around holding the boy and walked away, entering the garage and driving out.
Ruan Jiaojiao watched the car as it departed, her eyebrows furrowed tightly.
In fact, from the very first time she met Lu Xian, she always felt something was off about him. Being aloof was one thing, but mainly it was that he truly seemed changed.
It was as if someone who had emotions suddenly had a part of them taken away.
"Brother Xi, Brother Xian is really strange." Ruan Jiaojiao said to Duan Xi, who had already walked to her side.
Duan Xi held her little hand. Just now, when Lu Xian was holding the little boy and walking away, he saw it too. Logically speaking, for a little boy of four or five years old with a cut on his knee that was still bleeding, no matter how amazing his tolerance for pain, his reaction shouldn’t be like just now, as if he didn’t feel any pain at all.
Thinking about the past two days, the little boy continuously gazing at Ruan Jiaojiao, Duan Xi’s eyes also deepened.
On the other side, in the car, Lu Xian’s face didn’t look good.
"Ameng, have you forgotten what you promised me?" Lu Xian asked while driving, his tone very cold.
The little boy picked at the mud on his knee with his small hand, his long eyelashes drooping, covering the emotions in his eyes. He defended himself softly, "No, she’s not afraid of me, she even... hugged me."