Chapter 42
Feng Jiao Xue took the kid to a nearby cafe, ordering him something light for the stomach.
"Here" She slid the vegetable salad and mushroom soup to the kid.
Startled, his head snapped up, fox ears twitching, wary and yet pure golden eyes widened like that of a puppy, lost, lonely and yet... wary and still fighting on.
"Eat" Feng Jiao Xue tried to soften her voice and expression as she could, removing her face to at the very least, not make the kid even more concerned.
"Thank you, sister" The kid bowed sincerely before scarfing down on the food.
Feng Jiao Xue sipped her coffee as she observed the ’kid’.
He have long beautiful yet unkept hair that frames his face and almost reach his waist, eyes that reminds her of the finest jewel and the bright warm golden sun, his cheeks looks hollow due to the lack of fats andhis lips chapped, dry and almost gray, and thick, long silver lashes and perfectly arched brow.
As if sensing her gaze, the boy tried to cover his arms riddled with scars, whip marks, cuts and bruises.
She frowned when the kid stopped eating, instead curling in on himself.
’What did I want when I was a kid?’ Feng Jiao Xue though before taking out a handkerchief, pausing when the kid flinched as she reached her hand up to him.
As gently as she could, she wiped the corner of the kid’s mouth.