Xie Changqing stared in shock at the hand before him—it was smeared with dirt and stained with the greenish sap of medicinal herbs.
A surge of emotion rippled through Changqing’s eyes, meeting the bright, glistening gaze of the boy opposite him.
Finally, urged on by Xiaochuan’s persistent gestures, Changqing raised a pale hand, hesitating, only to pull it back in an instant.
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