"Hey! You!" Jiu Ye called when he saw the teenager he talked with yesterday, the one who was waiting for his drunkard father to fetch him home.
Huo Ling was following behind Jiu Ye and watched the other ran after the teenager.
The teenager turned and recognized Jiu Ye. He looked at Jiu Ye up and down and noticed Jiu Ye's clothes. "Young master…?" he muttered and looked at Jiu Ye, looking inquisitive.
"Oh. Just call me 'Ah Jiu'!" Jiu Ye spoke and shyly smiled at the teenager. Seeing the teenager nodded in agreement, his face brightened. "Have you just bought some ingredients for your lunch?" he asked when he saw the basket the teenager is carrying.
Although the teenager thinks that Jiu Ye is also a teenager like him, but that's just Jiu Ye's appearance. The teenager could feel Jiu Ye isn't simple. "Yes." He answered.
"Oh, right. I still haven't asked for your name…" Jiu Ye muttered and scratched his cheek. He realized he's been impolite.
