Young Man

This young man possessed a clear vision, yet he appeared perplexed.

Qiao Xuan sensed an abnormality within his mind.

It was a shame that he was so handsome.

Despite not recognizing Qiao Xuan, the young man displayed utmost compliance. Rubbing his eyes, he rose to his feet, his hands firmly planted on the ground.

Qiao Xuan pondered why he was alone in this place. Before she could inquire, the young man beamed at her and exclaimed, "Sister!"

Qiao Xuan was taken aback.

Perplexed, the young man glanced around and queried, "Sister, who are you? Why am I here? What brings you to this place?"

Qiao Xuan chuckled.

How could she possibly respond to that?

The boy continued, "Sister, what happened to your face?"

Qiao Xuan lowered her handkerchief, revealing a smile. "I have a fear of insects, but I am alright now. I came here to admire the scenery. And you? What are you doing here all alone? Where is your family?"