"Second brother."
In Gu Yourong's small courtyard, Zhong Lin stepped in, and a distant playing child named Stone cheered excitedly at first, but then showed a look of fear and lowered his head, not daring to speak.
Zhong Lin was both amused and exasperated, secretly regretting shouting at little Stone last night.
After all, it wasn't his fault he got kidnapped, and he had been through enough fright last night.
"Come here."
Zhong Lin beckoned, and little Stone quickly ran over.
"Second brother, I'm sorry."
Little Stone said timidly.
"Don't say sorry, I'm the one who should apologize. It's second brother who didn't protect you well."
"It's not your fault, it's because I ran around recklessly. Otherwise, I wouldn't have been taken." Little Stone said anxiously.
Zhong Lin reached out and patted little Stone's head, smiling, "Do you want to practice martial arts?"
"Second brother, didn't you say I was too young to practice?"
"Now you can."
"Really?"
