Cierra turned her head at the sound and saw a handsome young boy standing at the entrance of Old Bray’s house. He looked about the same age as William, with wavy blond hair, bright eyes, and a dazzling smile that was as beautiful as a flower.
He was wearing a white shirt, blue and white checkered suspenders, and a pair of shoes with the imprints of the Altman. With every step he took, the soles of his shoes not only emitted colorful light, but also played music.
From that moment on, Cierra would remember the first time she saw Humberto for the rest of her life. He was stepping on light and had his own music…
Cierra had never seen such “magical” shoes before, so she was very interested and stared at Humberto’s shoes. She thought they looked really cool and decided that she would ask her mom to buy her a pair of shoes that could sing and light up. Then she could be just as cool.
William followed Cierra’s gaze and noticed the silly boy standing not far away. His brows furrowed slightly, and he felt a little annoyed because Cierra forgot to eat her chicken leg as soon as the boy appeared and kept staring at him.
William looked at the food on the table and picked up a french fry, dipped it in ketchup, and brought it to Cierra’s mouth.
In a calm tone, he said, “Little sister, aren’t you hungry? Eat first, and then do you want to hear the funny story about when I and you picked up bottles?”
Cierra was a foodie, so she immediately forgot about Humberto and bit into the french fry. With her mouth full, she mumbled, “Yes, Cierra wants to hear the story. William, you’re the best.”
After saying that, she added in her mind that William was even better than her own brother, Oliver. Oliver only knew how to bully her and take her things. Hmph!
Humberto felt a little sad that Cierra ignored him, but he quickly forgot about this small setback and took a seat next to the two. He first chose to speak to the boy who was the same age as him.
“Hello, I’m Humberto, the grandson of the owner of this courtyard. How did you both end up here?”
“So, you’re his grandson,” Cierra smiled friendly at him and extended her greasy little hand. “Brother, hello, I’m Cierra. I’m two years and six months old this year.”
Humberto was about to shake her hand, but another hand suddenly reached out.
“Little sister, your hands are dirty… How many times have I told you, you shouldn’t eat with your hands?”
It was the domineering little prince, William. He brought out a clean white handkerchief from somewhere and gently wiped Cierra’s hands while speaking in a tone that was devoid of emotions.
For some reason, William just had this naive belief that he had saved Cierra from the box, so since she called him brother, she shouldn’t call anyone else that. And shaking hands… was definitely a no-no.
It was something his mother had told him before, so Cierra obediently handed her little hand to William to wipe it.
“William is just as warm as Mommy,” Cierra said with a satisfied smile.
Humberto couldn’t take his eyes off Cierra’s smile. It was so beautiful. He couldn’t help but think that he wanted his parents to give him a little sister as beautiful as Cierra when he grew up. Hehe.
“Your name is William, huh? How old are you?” Humberto asked.
Considering that this was the grandson of Old Bray, it wouldn’t be a good idea to take him lightly. After all, they were currently staying at their mercy.
So, William withdrew his gaze and answered with a calm voice, “I’m eight years old.”
“Wow, what a coincidence! I’m also eight years old this year. I’m in Grade 2 of Primary School 1. And you?”
Primary School 1? William paused for a moment. How coincidental. He suddenly felt reluctant to be in the same school as this idiot who was trying to steal his sister…
“I’m also in Primary School 1.”
Humberto’s excitement couldn’t be contained any longer. He hugged his little companion’s arm and patted it excitedly.
“Wow, that’s too coincidental. You’re also in Primary School 1. Are you in Grade 2 as well? But how come I’ve never seen you before?”
It was normal not to have seen each other. Primary School 1 was the best primary school in Akloit. There were more than a dozen classes in Grade 2 alone, and each class had more than thirty students. The whole grade had almost four hundred students.
“By the way, which class are you in?”
“Class 1.”
Nowadays, there were good and bad classes. The better students tended to be in the front.
Class 1, that meant his grades had to be good, at least better than his own.
Feeling a little embarrassed, Humberto scratched the back of his head and said, “Oh, I’m in Class 6.”
“What I like the most is Altman. How about you, William?”
Altman?
Only bad students liked those things. William thought for a moment about his own interests and blurted out, “Math.”
“What?”
What was fun about something as difficult as math?
Just as Cierra was feeling completely full and saw the two little boys happily chatting, she wanted to join in. It was a good time to hear them talk about their interests. The little girl let out a satisfied burp and clapped her hands loudly.
“Argh… woo… my brother also likes math.”
What!
Cierra had another brother!
Finally, William showed some expression on his face. He discreetly grabbed Cierra’s hand and asked, “You have another brother?”
Cierra nodded, “Yeah, I have a five-year-old brother… He always bullies me, hmph!”
Cierra didn’t know that because of her naive words, she ended up tarnishing her brother’s image in someone’s mind. So Oliver inexplicably gained another enemy.
Old Bray and his son chatted for a while before returning to the small courtyard. As soon as they entered the gate, they saw a little boy sitting by the well, earnestly washing a white handkerchief in his hands.
He was obedient and quiet. On the other side of the courtyard was their grandson, Humberto, running around. Behind him was a beautiful little girl who looked like an angel.
“Cierra, hurry and run! You’re a monster, and I’m going to catch you,” said Humberto.
“Humberto, I’m tired. I can’t run anymore,” Cierra replied.
“No, if the little monster gets caught, it will be beaten to death by the Altman. You’re so pretty that I can’t bear to hit you, so you must not let me catch you, okay?”
Cierra took a deep breath, clenched her fists, and cheered for herself. Her actions were so cute and lovable that it made people like her even more.
“Okay, Humberto, I’ll start running.”
“Yes, I’ll count to three first, and then I’ll shoot laser beams. When I say ‘beep’, you have to pretend to faint, okay?”
“I remember!”
“Beep-”
However, Cierra stood still and didn’t move. Didn’t they agree that she would have three seconds head start? How could she pretend to faint before she even had a chance to run? The flow was all wrong!