The brim of his baseball cap was pulled low, hiding his face.
"Nannan!"
The boy in the baseball cap sat down, and the air, which had been frozen in place, began to flow again.
The old woman immediately strode over to her granddaughter.
"Are you all right?"
The little girl shook her head.
She was fine.
The old woman carefully looked the little girl over. Once she was sure she wasn't lying, she let out a sigh of relief.
Then her brows drew together, and her expression turned displeased.
"I told you to sit in your seats."
"You just wouldn't listen."
"All right."
"You nearly fell."
"If you'd actually fallen and gotten hurt, you'd have regretted it."
The old woman continued to mutter.
The two children hung their heads.
They felt a little aggrieved.
"It's all my brother's fault."
The little girl grumbled.
If her brother hadn't suddenly pulled his hand back, she wouldn't have been caught off guard and stumbled from the force.
She hadn't expected the bus to brake just then...
The inertia made her already unsteady body even more unstable.
"What's that got to do with me?"
The boy protested.
"You didn't get hit."
"I got hit again."
The boy sounded rather indignant.
Hit?
The old woman was taken aback.
"What do you mean, hit?"
"Who hit you?"
She immediately pressed him for an answer.
What was wrong with this child...
"Why did you get hit again?"
"Um..."
The boy turned his head.
He looked at Xiao Xiao.
His expression was uncertain.
"It wasn't me."
Xiao Xiao smiled.
"I warned you just now."
"You didn't listen."
The boy said nothing.
Although he still hadn't clearly seen what happened...
This time, he really had been hit when he went