Iris wailed loudly, and Ariel Morris was so frightened that her legs went weak, unable to bear the sight of her child falling before her eyes, her heart skipping a beat, her lips turning pale.
Iris's cries were still echoing in her mind when Ariel Morris snapped back to reality and slowly raised her eyes, seeing Iris lying on top of a boy. Iris was embraced by him, completely unharmed.
"My child!" Ariel Morris reacted quickly and immediately crawled over to Iris's side, not far away.
Seeing Iris unharmed, Ariel Morris hugged her, tears of joy flowing down, her entire body still trembling.
Her gaze fell on the unconscious six or seven-year-old boy on the ground, his face pale, lying there motionless. Ariel Morris gently pushed the boy who had fainted while saving Iris, "Wake up, child."
A stranger boy had saved her child's life.
Ariel Morris's hand was still bleeding, the blood dripping, her head feeling somewhat dizzy.
