At once, I kneel down to the floor and begin to pick up all the ice before they melt, even when my hands are still trembling. While my gaze glides across the ice that are melting in my hands, my mind turns perplexed——
A person who stayed in the infirmary until three in the morning only to wait for me to wake up and carry me back home even when he was unable to predict when I was going to wake…
A person who visited the chemist in the middle of the night to get ice bags and medications for me who he only knew for weeks even when he knew that my illness is almost healed…
A person with such a kind heart… How can he be malevolent? I believe Mr Llevric will never treat me with animosity without a reason, unless someone or something triggered him to… Such as the abrupt arrival of an unexpected event.
He even warned me to lock the door… Perhaps he is expecting potential risks from that precise event——The two unintroduced voices next door.
