Then the girl watched helplessly as her mother set the fruit plate beside Little Red.
In that instant, she didn't even dare to look up.
In the end, nothing happened.
Her mother set down the fruit and left.
She didn't mention Little Red at all.
The girl was stunned.
After trying several times, she was sure that neither of her parents could see Little Red.
In that instant, she felt both incredulous and amused.
If she'd known that, what had been the point of hiding Little Red in such a panic before?
Because of her earlier attempts, she knew how incredibly rare it was for someone to see Little Red.
Xiao Xiao was the first person she'd ever met who could.
She had already lost this miraculous ability.
Her circumstances—and her own body—had seemed like a dead end.
She never expected that someone her son had randomly brought home would be able to see Little Red. Her dead end was no longer a dead end.
She saw hope of survival.
"Mr. Xiao, sorry for the trouble."
The woman changed how she addressed him, and even used a more respectful form of speech.
Xiao Xiao's special ability, and the hope of survival it had given her, were more than enough to make her grateful and respectful toward him.
"Let me carry it."
The woman reached out to take the bag from Xiao Xiao, but he naturally stepped aside.
"Auntie, I've got it."
He merely raised an eyebrow slightly at her change in address and didn't give it much thought.
"Let's go back. Little Red must be getting impatient."
Thinking of that monster, who was obviously happy inside but still acted reluctant and disdainful, he couldn't help smiling.
What an unstraightforward monster.
But perhaps it was precisely that personality