Chapter 1208: Heaven Decreed (6)

Qin Zhiyou didn't want to look up. He hugged his knees, crouching in the corner. It was just a little girl after all; he didn't even want to bother with her parents, let alone a child he didn't know in a foreign land.

But those little red shoes never left; when he glanced down, he saw beautiful bows on the red shoes. Then, he heard a clear laugh overhead, "Black hair, are you also from China?"

Perhaps it was the familiar, well-rounded Chinese voice that made him feel a close connection. He had been abroad for over a month, previously participating in a study exchange program where teachers required them to converse in English. After arriving in Vancouver, the chances of hearing the Chinese language were slim, even arguments between his parents were preferable over the silence.