Feeling

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"Do you want to go downstairs by yourself or want me to carry you?" Christy asked.

Trevor regained his senses and looked down at his feet. He had barely left the house. Most of the shoes his parents had sent him were now small. Hearing that he was going to move out, the servants hurriedly bought a dozen pairs of shoes for him. The shoes just lined up from size 40 to 44 for him to choose from.

He chose a white pair. Then he walked out after Christy.

This night.

Only at night could Trevor feel the tranquility of the city.

The little robot followed behind him. Probably because this was the first time it went out with its master, it would fly into the air happily. Occasionally, it would also follow behind Trevor and slowly walk with its two long legs.

The car stopped at the door, but Trevor followed behind Christy along the roadside after he came downstairs. Tonight, the moon was very bright. Hanging high in the sky, it made the night darker and more beautiful.