If it were him, he would have screamed in pain, but he actually followed them as if nothing had happened.
Shen Mo saw An Ci's wrinkled face and quickly comforted him, "It doesn't hurt that much."
He was the one who was hurt, but he comforted her instead.
An Ci felt inexplicably distressed for him, "Are you injured anywhere else?"
After saying that, she added, "Don't lie to me."
Shen Mo hesitated for a moment, then pointed to his left foot and said, "I sprained my ankle. It seems to be swollen."
Upon hearing this, An Ci quickly bent down and reached out to pull up his trouser legs. Eric then looked down.
"Fuck, your legs are swollen like pig's trotters."
Shen Mo glanced at Eric and said, "Shut up."
Eric pouted.
After running all the way, his ankles were swollen, blue and purple, and looked very miserable.
An Ci's nose felt sore and he didn't know what to say to him. His hands were bleeding and his ankles were swollen, but he still persevered all the way.
If she hadn't noticed, he would have wanted to continue holding on alone.
He is obviously only a seven-year-old child.
Seeing the redness at the corners of her eyes, Shen Mo reached out and held her face, saying softly, "Baby, I'm not in pain, don't cry."
Perhaps the tear glands of human cubs were too developed. An Ci's long eyelashes trembled, and tears fell like pearls from a broken string, sliding down the back of Shen Mo's hand.
Shen Mo wiped her tears frantically, "Baby, don't cry, I really don't feel any pain."
Eric was dumbfounded by her crying.
"No, you're really crying."
The moment the tears fell, An Ci felt embarrassed. She wiped away the tears carelessly and said stubbornly, "Who is crying? I'm not crying."
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