บท 196: Chapter 133 The Strange Boy

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14-year-old Hong Siyu didn't believe in miracles in this world.

Or rather, "miracle" was a term that had little to do with her.

From birth, she seemed to be a child slightly more unlucky than those around her. No matter what she did, the results often fell short of being smooth and satisfactory.

So, when she was knocked over by someone behind her while helping at the class snack booth during the culture festival and spilled the seasonings she was holding, she wasn't surprised at all.

Ah, it's like that again.

She could only think this way.

The seasoning bottle, with its lid open, slipped from her palm and fell into mid-air. The reddish-brown sauce inside tumbled towards the mouth of the bottle and was about to spill out.

Hong Siyu couldn't catch the bottle in time, so she could only futilely extend her palms in vain, her eyes wide watching the seasoning bottle dance in the air.

Then, in her view, a hand reached out from the side.