Cynthia’s Cat

"Ah? No...No, how could you bully me? You don't hate being friends with me, I'm already very happy."

"Carl, everyone is special, so don't think of yourself as humble. I am honored to be friends with you."

Cynthia looked at Carl very sincerely, she really wanted to be friends with Carl, it had nothing to do with birth.

Carl's eyes widened, his eyes full of joy.

Cynthia beckoned to Carl, motioning for him to sit next to her.

"Do you have gauze and trauma potions in your house?"

Carl said anxiously: "You are injured, does it matter?"

"No injury, I think the gauze on your forehead needs to be changed."

Carl let out a sigh of relief. It turned out to be like this.

Carl nodded. A few days ago, there was still some Krell bandage left over the wound medicine.

"where?"

"It's in the cabinet, I'll get it right away."

Cynthia stopped Carl, "I'll go! You take a rest, it's very tired to carry me."

"I am not tired."

"Listen to me!"

Although Cynthia is not very young, he is very aura.

"Okay, I listen to you."

Cynthia got up and went to the cabinet Carl was talking about. She noticed a thin layer of ash on the cabinet. Somewhat weird, Karl didn't seem to be a lazy person, and the room seemed to be unoccupied for a while.

Is this really Carl's home?

Cynthia didn't want to have a pimple in her heart, "Carl, haven't you been home these days?"

"Huh? Hmm! I stayed in the hospital for many days because I was injured."

It turns out that this is the case, this is also explained clearly.

Cynthia opened the door of the cabinet, which contained some gauze and potion in a bright white bag. Take out all the medicines in the pocket and return to Carl's side.

"Carl, can you get your hair up? It makes it easier for me to bandage it."

When Karl heard it, he knew he was nervous.

"Good... good."

Carl reached out and pulled the hair from his forehead up. Cynthia could see Carl completely. Carl's fingers were very slender. Carl's cheeks were a little sunken due to malnutrition.

The eyebrows are very clean, especially the eyes. Cynthia found that Carl's eyes are very beautiful. His eyes are like the Milky Way, which makes people very heartbeat.

Cynthia carefully took apart the gauze on Carl's forehead, and the exposed wound made Cynthia's heart tremble. The wound was deep and the skin around the wound was a little ulcerated.

Cynthia did not expect that the boy would introduce himself. They would never have an intersection, so Cynthia did not say his name at the beginning.

But if the boy saved her, she would surely give him a rich reward for Butler North.

She hates to owe favors. There is no one who dislikes money in this world, and this boy is still living in a slum, so he lacks money even more.

As long as money can solve things, it is not a big problem for Cynthia.

Looking at Carl's sincere eyes, Cynthia said faintly: "I'm Cynthia, I'm glad to meet you."

Leon looked at Cynthia with a light pink face, Leon thought in his heart, Cynthia, it is nice to see you again.

Leon looked around Cynthia, her appearance was too dazzling, coupled with exquisite courtesy, in the slums is a walking mobile cash machine.

It must be disguised. Leon has a solemn expression. It is difficult to disguise him when he is not at home.

Cynthia looked at Leon and guessed what he was thinking when he looked at his eyes. The three strangely dressed people just saw wanted to catch her.