The boy was clearly troubled. His clothes, unlike the ones he had worn that morning, were now torn to shreds and stained with mud. He looked quite a sight.
With only the two of them around, and Shuqi offering no response, the atmosphere instantly grew quiet. Remembering his current appearance, the boy felt so awkward he wished he could claw a secret realm out of the ground with his bare feet.
Seemingly sensing the boy's embarrassment, Shuqi, who considered herself the worst at breaking the ice, could only think to find a spot a bit further away, squatting down silently to let him adjust himself.
Chapter 32