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Chapter 1202: Section 1203 Refuting Miscellany

At this time, in an orphanage run by the church.

A blond woman carrying painting supplies suddenly lifted her head and stared blankly into the azure sky.

It wasn’t until her skirt was tugged by a chubby little fist that the woman came back to her senses, squatted down with a smile, and looked at the little girl in front of her, who was under five years old: “May, what’s wrong?”

“Sister Feng, Siegfried is about to give up.”

Her milky voice, shy motions, and eyes filled with pleading, when seen by the woman, immediately brought a beaming smile to her face.

The woman hugged May tightly, rubbing her tender cheeks vigorously before letting her go.

Then, she turned her gaze towards the other side, to Siegfried who was doing a “golden rooster independent” stance by the fountain.

Siegfried was the same age as May, and because he had maintained a pose for a long time, his chubby face was now flushed red, with tears glistening in his eyes, looking very wronged. However, he could not cry, no matter how wronged he felt. The head of the orphanage had said that boys must not cry, especially with May beside him.

Today, he had tried with great difficulty to exhibit “manliness” in front of May with this pose and absolutely could not make a fool of himself.

However, perhaps because he had been standing too long, and the sun was scorching, his face was beat red, his body steaming with sweat, Siegfried felt dizzy, saw a flash of darkness, and with a “plop,” fell into the fountain, splashing water everywhere.

After a while, Siegfried, determined to have heatstroke, was taken back to the dormitory by the church nun with a wronged look on his face.

Siegfried looked downcast, having failed to exhibit his masculinity in front of May, and even made a fool of himself, causing a surging sense of discomfort in his heart.

Thinking Siegfried was sad for not having a turn at painting, the nun comforted him gently, “It’s okay that you didn’t get a chance to paint this time. I’ve asked, and Artist Feng will come again next week. When you’re better, it will not be too late to paint.”

Siegfried responded gloomily.

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