She cried out in pain, as if her buttocks had been broken into four pieces.
The little boy ignored her, turned to look at Xiao Xinyan, whom he was protecting behind him, and asked with concern:
Are you alright?
A clear and pleasant voice entered her ears, and Xiao Xinyan raised her head to look at the little boy in front of her.
Sunlight streamed obliquely through the stairwell window, illuminating half of his body. Half of him was bathed in light, and half was shrouded in darkness, half bathed in the warmth of the sunlight, and the other half enveloped in his own darkness.
He lowered his head slightly, his features were exquisite, refined and noble, his skin was as white as snow, as if there was no color in it, his long and thick eyelashes were like raven feathers, casting a faint shadow on his cheeks, his lips were slightly raised, curving into a faint arc, as if he was smiling, but the smile did not reach his eyes.
He possesses an air of elegance and grace that is not something one would expect at his age, and even if he lived a very long time... he might not be able to possess it.
He was so handsome that he seemed otherworldly.
The moment Xiao Xinyan saw his face clearly, she couldn't help but think of the Grim Reaper uncle she had made a deal with; he was just as handsome.
However, the little boy in front of them seemed even more handsome than Uncle Death.
As if stunned by the little boy's appearance, Xiao Xinyan remained in a daze for a while before regaining her senses, shaking her head and saying:
"Thank you, I'm fine."
The little girl knew very well that it was because of the little boy's timely appearance that she was not bullied by the little girl who called herself a princess.
In a way, the little boy was her savior.
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