Her head was already starting to ache.
It was a sign that she was coming down with a cold.
Su Qiao turned and walked two steps, but when she saw the boy hadn't followed, she frowned and walked back. "Come on."
"Why aren't you coming? What, are you afraid I'll eat you or something?"
Su Qiao was out of patience and couldn't be bothered to argue anymore. She simply reached out, took his hand, and started walking.
However, she couldn't get him to move.
"No."
Yu Xiaoliu jerked his hand away as if he had touched molten lava, tucked it behind his back, and leaned against the wall. He looked ready to bolt at any moment, fear written all over him.
Su Qiao was speechless.
She wasn't some tyrant who abducted innocent men.
Did he really have to be this afraid?
As if afraid she might get angry, Yu Xiaoliu mustered his courage and spoke in a pitifully tiny voice. "I... I'm not going."
This guy... He really knew how to be difficult.
It seemed he truly wasn't used to talking, and rarely interacted or came into contact with people.
From the moment they met until now, he had never really raised his head.
Su Qiao looked at him suspiciously. "Why are you afraid to look up at me?"
Host, he has heterochromia. His right eye is black, and his left eye is purplish red. That's why his parents abandoned him.
Heterochromia?
So he was an abandoned orphan?
That meant he didn't have a home at all.
"Just because of your eyes?"
Su Qiao stepped a little closer, somewhat curious.
However, as if frightened by something terrifying, the boy turned around and ran.
Su Qiao reacted quickly and caught up with him, grabbing his arm. "Don't go. It's raining so