The time of day gradually darkened, and upon seeing that he had become silent and stopped prying further, Keira Leaf took his hand and rose to say, "It's getting cold, let's go back first."
"Mm."
Joshua Sulliven softly acknowledged, stood up, and draped his suit's outer coat over her, taking her hand and walking back to the room step by step.
Keira Leaf clutched his big hand tightly. His palm was as strong and warm as ever, but who knew that behind his seemingly indifferent demeanor, he had also experienced so many vicissitudes.
Joshua Sulliven's gaze remained obscure, the desolation and haze around him almost isolating him from the entire world.
The story wasn't over, it was just that so much had happened since then, leaving him without the courage to speak again.
"Joshua Sulliven, carry me on your back."
A few steps later, Keira Leaf began to act spoiled and stood at a standstill, refusing to walk further.
