YiMing stiffened at the Sudden hand that had suddenly slipped into her hands and held it tightly and warmly.
She stood firmly as she slowly looked at the hand, but couldn't see anything Either.
She knew the hand was that of a kid. Because it was a little like that of a kid.. what bothered her now was who this kid was.
Slowly, She looked up at the little kid who was firmly holding onto her hands as if she was his mother or something. She could see the blurry figure of a little kid but couldn't even see his face.
Then it was at this moment that she felt a sense of familiarity with this kid. The feeling she had was strong and profound as the memory of the road incident flashed into his mind.
It was the same kid. That kid who she always saw whenever she was in trouble.That same person who always saved her.
