What is that?
Charles looked up, slightly startled.
There was a short, thin boy in front of him, with the face of a child. He was wearing a pair of heavy black-framed glasses that did not match his slender figure. He looked like he was about to cry. He was an Asian boy.
Suddenly he saw himself, his eyes seemed to light up, and for some reason, they suddenly dimmed again.
Charles quickly walked into the young man, and after seeing his hesitant face clearly, his heart suddenly felt as if he had been hit by a boulder. He sank, and an indescribable feeling gradually rose.
The boy's pink lips were gently bitten by his white teeth, and he actually had the urge to reach out and touch it.