The little boy heard the woman calling him, but his face was filled with blankness.
He had never seen this woman before, so why was she crying so heart-wrenchingly upon seeing him?
Moreover...
The little boy once again felt that sour sensation in his heart.
He did not know what this feeling was, for he had never experienced such a strange sensation since he became sentient.
It seemed that this woman ought to know him.
But for some reason, the little boy felt that he should keep his distance from this woman.
Although he had been drawn here because he sensed something searching for him, something that was beckoning his soul to come closer.
But the power that was searching for him did not come from the woman; it seemed more likely to come from the young man who was supporting her.
The little boy glanced at Zhang San, then with a leap, disappeared into the vastness of the night.