"If it weren't for your age, kid, I'd really think you were showing off your wealth!"
"That's not nice of you!"
Yi Lin actually wanted to take this opportunity to teach the child a lesson about values.
But she opened her mouth, felt out of the mood, and ended up saying nothing.
Only then did Yi Lin realize that she had unwittingly wandered into the square, which was bustling with people from all over, alive with excitement.
"Where's your mom?"
"Don't know, she was just here a moment ago!"
Xiao Xi's gaze would occasionally drift to Wang Tiandi, who was happily playing with a bouncy ball, as if she was still planning how to snatch it back.
This feeling felt strangely familiar.
Why did it seem like every time he encountered Xiao Xi, she was in a "lost" state?
Indeed, one can't generalize about people's physical conditions.
This must be a kind of talent.
Meeting is also fate.
With nothing else to do, Yi Lin could only sit down on a nearby bench with Xiao Xi.
