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Chapter 1311: Are there really goblins in this world? 10

The boy is playing with a pot of flowers and plants...

A strong psychic sixth sense told me:

After a while, the pot of flowers and plants will be accidentally pushed off the balcony by him, hitting the classmates walking on the sidewalk below.

And in order to save the potted flower, he would desperately reach out and grab it, causing him to fall downstairs...

Anticipating this, I suddenly dropped the brush.

He stood up anxiously, anxious to remind the young man on the top floor.

But the distance between me and the top floor is too far, so the other party can't hear me even if I shout through my throat.

"What to do, what to do..."

I stamped my feet anxiously.

Time was like fast forwarding, ten seconds passed quickly.

The young man stretched out his hand to move the bonsai gently. Suddenly, a strong wind blew the dust into his eyes. He reached out to rub his eyes...

The other hand continues to move the bonsai.

At this moment, the uneven force applied to the bonsai caused the bonsai to tilt, and the bonsai was about to fall straight down...

The young man suddenly realized that something was wrong. He opened his big eyes and reached out to catch the falling bonsai... He leaned forward and was about to fall. Suddenly, a person appeared in time and held his crossed legs!

call!

Seeing that the bonsai boy was saved, I was greatly relieved, but this seemed to be the first time that I had a premonition that changed the outcome without taking any action myself, which made me pay special attention to the whole thing.

The first is the boy who is doing the bonsai. He is wearing the uniform of St. Jesus High School. He must be a student of this school.

And the boy who rescued him scolded the bonsai boy for something, which made the bonsai boy lower his head and admit his mistake, as if he was reflecting on his mistake.

The young man also went downstairs!

"elder brother……"

The bonsai boy yelled at the angry boy who went downstairs and chased him.

elder brother?

Are they brothers?

Because the distance was too far, I couldn't see the faces of the two boys clearly. I just had a feeling that the back of the boy who came downstairs first was familiar. It seemed that I had seen this back somewhere...

I thought about it for a while, but still couldn't figure it out.

My eyes turned back to the painting and I saw the face on the painting. Suddenly...a bright light flashed in my head, "Is it him?"

Maybe it's Chiyue, the boy who saved me a year ago.


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