Come to think of it... This boy must have decent grades, right?
His teachers probably had a good impression of him, too.
Otherwise...
How had he managed to get so many days off?
And without his parents being notified?
Had he claimed to be sick?
Meng Jixi studied the boy's complexion.
He had to admit, with the boy's pale face and dark circles under his eyes, he really did look unwell.
It seemed he really had been searching for Little One for a long time.
There was nothing wrong with worrying about a friend...
But he also needed to be careful about how he went about it.
If he pushed himself too hard, he might end up getting hurt without finding his friend. That would hardly be worth it.
The boy clenched his fingers.
"...I'll pay for the damage."
Meng Jixi shook his head. He didn't want to argue with the boy about that.
"Are you going to tell me, or should I go ask myself?"
Meng Jixi was blunt.
Ask?
The word left the boy confused.
Meng Jixi pointed at the boy's clothes. "Your school uniform."
The boy stared at him for a moment, then suddenly understood.
"Do you want me to contact your parents through your school, or are you going to call them here yourself?"
The boy froze.
He felt as though he had been backed into a corner.
Slowly, he crouched down.
He clamped both hands over his head.
The feeling of almost losing control, only to have it stop just short of breaking out, was unbearable. He wanted to scream.
He clenched his back teeth so tightly they clicked.
It had been so many days, and there still hadn't been any news of Little One...
He'd nearly been in a car accident...