Wen Xiao'ai lifted the covers and peered underneath the bed.
"Baozi? Are you there?"
"Sister?"
A white figure, nearly merged with the wall, appeared in the corner.
Upon seeing the boy appear in the corner, Wen Xiao'ai immediately waved at him.
"Come here."
The boy crouched beside the bed.
Wen Xiao'ai lay on the edge of the bed so she was about the same height as him.
"I thought you had left."
"I have nowhere to go, I will always follow sister."
"Mm-hmm, always follow me, I will protect you."
"Sister, keep your voice down, don't let that human discover me," the boy said, glancing fearfully in the direction of the bathroom.
"You don't have to be afraid of him, he's really nice," Wen Xiao'ai said, though she subconsciously lowered her voice.
"But I'm still afraid of him," the boy admitted awkwardly.
He was truly afraid, not only of the fear one feels towards strangers but also of a nameless fear that sprouted from deep within his heart.
