Accident
編輯: Atlas Studios
Little Xingxing had been in poor health since he was young, so he was thinner than children of his age.
There was not much meat on his small face, his eyebrows, nose, mouth and facial shape were similar to when Shangguan Wan was young. Only his eyes were different, beautiful and upturned.
Sometimes Shangguan Wan would think of that man when she stared at that pair of eyes.
Perhaps she missed him too much, but she felt that the lazy and handsome expression Little Xingxing sometimes showed looked like him.
Little Xingxing inherited Shangguan Wan's talent and grew up interested in firearms. Normally as long as school ended or during school holidays, he would come to the camp.
The maid taking care of Little Xingxing was chasing after him. Little Xingxing was small and thin but he ran faster than anyone else. When the maid caught up with him, she was slightly breathless.