"I'm going, going, going!!!!" Kai Bright ran upstairs just in time to see Charles Seymour, grabbed him, and wanted to drag him into the room.
Dragged... but couldn't move him.
Charles Seymour's footing was steady.
Kai Bright stared at Charles Seymour, frustrated, "I need to talk to you."
"Hmm." Charles Seymour finally moved after speaking.
Being not as strong as the other, and clearly so, made Kai Bright's heart bleed.
He's still working hard, doing his homework without missing a day.
And yet... he's still not as good as Charles Seymour, who retired a long time ago...
The truth... is so cruel...
Entering the room, Charles Seymour sat on a chair, looking at Kai Bright, waiting for him to speak.
"Why did you let Sophie take that television drama?" Kai Bright suppressed his frustration and asked anxiously.
