On the way back, there was a short period of silence.
Ji Mian lowered his eyes, and the morning light fell on Chu Shiye’s broad and steady shoulders, outlining an arc of silence.
The one who adopted him
Ji Mian thought.
Although he had speculated before, he did not expect that Chu Shiye's past would be revealed in this way.
Sure enough, this Alpha is the same as him.
They have all lost something important in their existence and are all alone.
Ji Mian said softly, "Your teacher will probably be very happy to see you now."
"…" After pausing for a few seconds for unknown reasons, Chu Shiye responded in a low voice, "Thank you."
After taking a few more steps, he spoke as if mumbling to himself: "This is the first time someone has said something like this to me."
It was also the first time someone comforted him like this since that person left.
Ji Mian raised his hand: "Can I comfort you again? Do you want a pat on the head?"
Chu Shiye: "... No."
Ji Mian: "Oh, it seems that he is an excellent adult, not a crying child."
Since he didn't want to pat his head, his hand fell on Chu Shiye's shoulder and patted it comfortingly.
Chu Shiye lowered his brows.
The weight on his shoulders didn't feel heavy, but instead... there was a warmth that made him feel real.
His adoptive father, the elderly man lying on the bed, seemed to have the same real warmth when he held his hand.
For a long time afterwards, no one told his sadness and loneliness to anyone, and no one was willing to listen. So he became even more silent in silence.
Ji Mian was still talking and Chu Shiye was listening quietly.
Perhaps in this person's hometown, he is a person with a halo and is well-loved. Even just a few words can make people feel comfortable like a spring breeze.
Anyway... it's different from me.
They are not from the same world.
Chu Shiye thought silently, responding to Ji Mian's words one by one.
Getting closer and closer to Chu Shiye’s home, Ji Mian closed his eyes and lowered his head slightly.
A few strands of black hair fell on the back of Chu Shiye's neck, and there seemed to be a faint fragrance of frost and snow.
Chu Shiye walked forward as usual, freed one hand and pushed the door open with a click.
The door handle fell off.
Ji Mian looked up in surprise.
Chu Shiye was speechless for a second: "This is the third door handle this month."
Maybe it was because of the unknown C-level scarred man yesterday, or maybe it was because of Berg's men from earlier times. In short, the door handles have been plagued by disasters recently.
Ji Mian: "Ah, what a pity."
The two stood in front of the door and observed a second of silence for the door handle.
Chu Shiye stepped into the room, gently put Ji Mian down beside the bed, and bent over: "Are you still feeling uncomfortable?"
Ji Mian: "It's okay. I'm not dizzy anymore."
Chu Shiye replied with a simple "hmm" and pulled the quilt over him and covered him.
Ji Mian: "Wait a moment, I'll return your clothes to you first."
He borrowed Chu Shiye's clothes to cover up his appearance so that Berg's men would not recognize him too early.
If he had been recognized at the beginning, Berg might have done something extreme in anger for the sake of his dignity.
Although he was discovered later, the outcome had already been decided and Berg could not do anything.