"Jiaojiao," Shu Jiao quickly took the soda bottle from her hand and handed it together with Jiaojiao to Ruan Jianguo, then wrapped her in her own embrace.
"Don't be scared, don't be scared, everything's alright, Mommy's here," she comforted her tenderly, thinking she was just frightened by the barber's description.
The barber, regaining his senses, immediately slapped his own mouth, cursing, "Aiya, look at this stupid mouth of mine, it's all my fault, it's all my fault. Little girl, don't be scared, Uncle won't talk anymore, okay?"
Ruan Jiaojiao still nested in Shu Jiao's arms, her complexion pale. She didn't know if it was just her imagination.
The person that the barber described gave her a chilling feeling, as if... the person who once occupied her body had come back yet again.
Even though Xiu Xi said nothing, he was also beside her, holding her small hand, providing silent consolation.
