With the old woman leading the way, Mo Rao and Fu Ying quickly found their seats.
But although there were people coming and going there, there was no sign of Momo at all.
The boy spoke. "A boy put it here. I saw him walk that way!"
Then he pointed in a direction.
There were clearly fewer people in that direction. It was far away from the lively places, and even the streetlights were dimmer.
Mo Rao thanked him excitedly. "Thank you!"
With that, she pulled Fu Ying in that direction.
Fu Ying let her pull him and enjoyed this rare moment.
The two of them called along the road and searched. Finally, behind a flower bed, they saw a small body curled up in the corner. Her eyes revealed a hint of fear.
Hearing Mo Rao's voice, he stood up. "Sister!"
The moment she saw Momo, Mo Rao almost cried. She was really too worried about this child.
She rushed over and hugged Momo. "Momo, thank goodness you're fine…"
