69novels Chapter 248 You're going to have some bad luck lately~
Chapter 248 You're going to have some bad luck lately~
Chapter 248 You're going to have some bad luck lately~
stare--
Lorne keenly sensed the gaze, and when he looked up, the sickly little boy immediately noticed his gaze as well, and his body instinctively shrank back.
What is this child looking at?
Lorne followed the other person's gaze, looked at himself, and then at the ice cream on the table.
Was he looking at me, or at my ice cream?
It must be ice cream, right? What kid doesn't like sweets?
Unable to bear the other person's pleading gaze any longer, Lorne took the initiative and suggested in as gentle a tone as possible:
"Hey friend, wanna come over and try some?"
"Well--"
The little boy didn't answer, but stared at Lorne with his clear but questioning and scrutinizing eyes.
Lorne reached out to him, gesturing for him to come closer. The little boy, however, took a small step back, seemingly afraid of him.
"Looks like he's afraid of you?" Hugh put down his teacup, a smile playing on his lips.
"Do I look like a bad guy?" Lorne asked doubtfully. He thought that while his face wasn't exactly handsome, it wasn't bad enough to scare a child.
"Uh—" He really looked Lorne up and down seriously, making a careful examination, before smiling and saying, "It doesn't seem like it—but you can be a little naughty sometimes."
"Really?" Lorne was a little confused by this.
He stopped dwelling on the issue and continued waving to the little boy: "Little friend, would you like to come and try some ice cream?"
"I'm not a bad person—" Lorne felt something was off as soon as he said it. It sounded like only a bad person would say that.
He pointed somewhat awkwardly to Hugh beside him and added, "Little boy, I'm really not a bad person. This lady can vouch for me."
"Yes, I can testify," Hugh chimed in, suppressing a laugh.
Upon hearing this, the little boy looked at Lorne suspiciously again, as if trying to determine the truthfulness of his words. Finally, he dragged one leg and limped slowly toward them.
Lorne then noticed that he was lame. There seemed to be something wrong with his left leg; when he walked, his front leg dragged his back leg.
Lorne dragged an empty chair over from the side and asked the waiter to bring a new spoon.
Once the little boy was seated, Lorne pushed the ice cream, which she had only eaten a few bites of, in front of him.
The little boy looked at Lorne suspiciously a few more times before taking the ice cream, picking up the spoon, carefully scooping out a small bite, and putting it in his mouth. A pure, childlike satisfaction finally appeared on the little boy's face.
"Thank you, sir. I haven't had ice cream in a long time because I've been sick." He smiled and thanked him politely.
"Being sick looks painful," Hugh said, looking at the little boy with a pang of sympathy. She also had a younger brother at home, and the little boy's maturity and pale face reminded her of her own brother, as well as the time when she was being hunted.
"It's okay if you finish it all." Seeing that the other person only ate two bites before putting down the spoon, Lorne assumed that he was embarrassed and spoke gently.
"No need, just a little bit is enough."
"Are you worried about affecting your condition?"
"No." The little boy shook his head and said in a mature tone that didn't suit his age, "It's better to be careful with unexpected gifts."
Huh? Does this mean they still see me as a bad guy? — Lorne's lips twitched involuntarily.
Seeing Lorne's discomfitured expression, the little boy suddenly laughed. He glanced at Hugh beside him and asked in an innocent tone:
"Brother, sister, are you a couple?"
"what?"
Lorne and Hugh were both stunned.
"This—." Xiu blushed at the sudden question and quickly lowered her head, seemingly lost in thought.
"No, we're just friends." Lorne was the first to react, smiling and shaking his head.
"Oh, really?" The little boy blinked his big eyes, feigning disappointment, "We even went out for coffee together—"
"Friends can have coffee together too," Lorne said, glancing at Hugh beside him for agreement. "Don't you think so, Hugh?"
"Huh? Yes! Yes!" Hugh, like a student called on by the teacher, suddenly looked up and eagerly agreed, "Between friends—that's perfectly normal!"
"Well, I thought I was pretty good at judging people—" the little boy sighed, then took out a somewhat worn tarot deck from his coat pocket.
"As a thank you gift for the ice cream, shall I do a fortune telling for you?"
"A tarot reading?" Lorne narrowed his eyes slightly, intrigued. He himself occasionally used pendulums and coins, but it had been a long time since he had experienced being told the tarot by someone.
"sure."
Upon hearing this, the little boy deftly divided the cards into several piles, mixed them together, and began shuffling and cutting the cards.
"This kid's got some skills," Lorne thought to himself, observing the other's movements.
Xiu also curiously came over and watched with great interest.
"Alright, please draw a card." The boy spread the cards out on the table.
"Should we ask some questions first?" Lorne asked.
"No." The boy smiled and shook his head, his eyes deep. "Fate will show you what it wants to tell you."
Uh—Lorne glanced at the deck of cards spread out on the table and, relying on his intuition, ultimately chose the leftmost card.
He pulled out the card and turned it over. On the card was a tower that had been struck by lightning, was burning and collapsing.
High Tower Brand.
Upon seeing the cards, the little boy suddenly smiled innocently and said, "Sir, you might have some bad luck lately."
Bad luck—can a "lucky person" really be unlucky? Hmm, it doesn't seem entirely impossible. After all, the "Catastrophe Priest" has a passive ability to attract misfortune.
The card "The Tower" does indeed carry the meaning of unexpected events.
"Never mind, it's just a child's divination, no need to take it too seriously," Lorne sighed softly, not thinking much of it.
"Can I—can I draw a card?" Hugh, who was standing next to him, also became interested and asked curiously.
"Okay." The boy nodded, then gathered the cards back together and shuffled them.
Hugh hesitated for a moment before choosing the middle card. When she turned the card over, she saw a lady sitting between stone pillars, holding a book.
The High Priestess in her rightful place.
"Big sister," the little boy said with a grin, looking at the cards, "your luck has been so-so lately, but—a new romance is on the horizon."
New emotions —
Hugh didn't say anything, but the expression on his face became somewhat strange.
"I have a feeling this kid is a bit frivolous," Lorne thought, a strange feeling rising in his heart as he looked at him.
"Will! What happened to you, you ran away from the hospital again!"
Just then, a man dressed in a white coat, looking like a doctor, suddenly walked over quickly.
"I'm sorry, Dr. Allen, it's just too stuffy in the hospital." The boy called Will apologized sheepishly when he saw the visitor.
"Seriously! How can you eat ice cream when you're in such a bad state? You're going to have surgery soon!" The young man, referred to as Dr. Allen, looked at the ice cream on the table and scolded him.
"It's alright, doctor, he only took one bite," Lorne quickly explained upon seeing this.
"Yes, we made him eat it," Hugh chimed in.
"Who are you?" Dr. Allen looked at Lorne and Hugh with a puzzled expression.
"We're the patient's family," Lorne said casually. "We just came out of the hospital and happened to see him."
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"I am Alan Chris, a doctor at this hospital," the doctor-looking man introduced himself simply.
After a few more polite words, Dr. Allen and Will prepared to leave. "Don't run around like that again next time."
"Understood, doctor."
The two voices faded into the distance.
Looking at Will's limping figure, Lorne was slightly lost in thought and stood there stunned.
"What's wrong?" Hugh noticed that Lorne was acting strangely.
gudu~
He swallowed subconsciously, his Adam's apple bobbing.
After a moment, he came to his senses and shook his head: "It's nothing, let's get ready to go back."
"Um."
That's strange—why did I just have this sudden urge to devour that child? Maybe I've been under too much stress lately? Hmm?
Before leaving, Lorne suddenly noticed that there seemed to be something pressing down under the bowl where he had put the ice cream.
The thing was brightly colored and looked like a piece of cardstock.
He moved the bowl away with some confusion, took out the card, and unfolded it slightly.
This—this is a paper crane made of cardstock?!
Meanwhile, in a hospital ward.
Will, who had been brought back, was sitting alone on the hospital bed. He drew a card from the tarot deck that depicted a giant roulette wheel.
The Wheel of Fortune.
"Wait a minute, could it be a follower of that stupid snake?"
"Or perhaps—" He suddenly thought of something, and his body shivered uncontrollably.
"It shouldn't be—it shouldn't be!"
"How is this possible!"