Chapter 41

Chapter 41

Third Person POV

“Are you lost?” The fair man asked the little boy who had been standing, sniffling beside the temple’s peach tree. The little boy sniffled yet again as he nodded his head, tears falling down his eyes as he wiped the snot in his node with the sleeves of his shirt. The man crouched, not minding his white robes being sullied with dirt as he smiled at the boy and wiped his tear stricken face with a clean handkerchief.

“M-my mom told me to grab her sleeve but I let go to see the fishes, now I can’t find her.” The boy said and the man just patted the little boy on the head.