There, Xiye saw Lisa whimpering alone, pulling her knee up to her face and hugging it as if she didn't want to straighten her face.
"Lisa!"
Xiye ran to her, hugged her whole tiny, shivering, folded body, and comforted her warmly, saying, "There is nothing here; come on. Let's go out."
Lisa took out her head, and her sharp eyes, drowning in tears, saw where that man was standing earlier. He was not there.
"Xiye, I-I- s-saw... a man... with an... exact face as Stark. Here, here," she pointed to the place, and her frightened face looked at Xiye before she spoke, who was stunned. "He was just standing right here and smiling at me."
"What?" Xiye's abdomen almost shook when she saw the vibrant eyes of Lisa while explaining.
"Who is there?" The watchman came running towards the principal's office.
Instantly, Xiye fluttered. She pulled Lisa into the small room next to that table drawer and shut the door, covering Lisa's sniveling mouth.
