"But if you die, big brother, Ali will be super sad too," the little girl added.
Lu Xiao couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief.
Thank goodness, thank goodness...
He had feared that the little girl would give him a fatal blow just to have a feast, which would really be a grave injustice.
Ali chatted more with Lu Xiao, pulling the conversation this way and that.
Lu Xiao listened patiently.
These past two days, Ali had been coming over each morning to chat with him.
By now, Lu Xiao had gotten to know Ali quite well.
Her best friend was Juanjuan, and her enemy was Huhu...
Ali's daily routine involved playing with Juanjuan, and then fighting Huhu whenever they met.
Sometimes she won, sometimes she lost.
After who knows how long, the light in the storeroom suddenly dimmed as an old man with a stooped back walked in.
The elderly man was Ali's grandfather, and apart from him, Ali had no other family.
