Kyle said softly but loud enough for Little Kyle to hear, while hiding his face.Little Kyle sprung into action. Wtihout another thought, and before he lost his courage, Little Kyle did a backhand punch to Cornelius"s crown jewels.
Truth be told, the punch wasn"t that hard. What sort of strength did a small 7-year old doing a backhand have against a grown man? Still, it was the most sensitive part of the man and it would still cause some pain.
However, since Kyle had already "programmed" Cornelius"s mind, any sort of touch there that wasn"t from his own hands would cause excruciating pain. So, Little Kyle"s punch, which would cause pain that Cornelius would have been able to endure, was now so intense that he doubled over forward, his eyes tearing while he held in the shout that he wanted to make.
It would be too shameful for him to shout out loud in public, you see.
Little Kyle, in the meantime, had run forward and was now behind Kyle. As Cornelius bent over in pain, Kyle caught him with a surprised and worried look on his face. Kyle held on to him tightly, as if struggling to hold up the big guy (while his fingers were tapping a few spots).
Kyle dumped him at the nearby chair and told Little Kyle to pull up the armrest. Little Kyle squeezed through and did as instructed, upon which Kyle laid down Cornelius on the two seats.
Little Kyle looked up at Kyle in nervousness, his lips quivering. Kyle didn"t say a word, but simply smiled and patted his head.
"Big Bro Xing Han is very worried about you," he said gently, "Let me call him first to let him know that you"re safe."
Little Kyle nodded, still not daring to look at Kyle in the face, his guilt causing him to be mute.
Kyle sighed, then picked him up.
As Little Kyle sat in his arms, head down and staring intently at Kyle"s chest, Kyle put his hand under Little Kyle"s chin and made him look up.
However, Little Kyle had his eyes closed tightly, his eyelashes wet with unshed tears while he was biting his lips.
Kyle looked at him, a small smile on his face as he stroked Little Kyle"s cheek and said, "I am not going to scold you."
At this, Little Kyle finally opened his eyes, and a tear trickled down, "You"re not?"
Kyle smiled wider, shaking his head, "No."
Little Kyle wiped the offending tear, "Why not?"
"Do you want me to?" Kyle asked with a small laugh.
Little Kyle shook his head vigorously and Kyle leaned on the chair where the unconscious Cornelius was. Kyle didn"t say a word but simply hugged him tightly to him, while putting his cheek on Little Kyle"s head.
Little Kyle didn"t understand a thing but he knew one thing.
He didn"t want Big Bro Kyle to stop hugging him at that moment.