The night deepened bit by bit, with the moonlight unable to pierce through the blinds, and in the darkness, even the air seemed to congeal. The man held the photo for a long time without putting it down, his thin lips curling up slightly as he tightened his grip on the photo and stood up.
"Tong Ran, I'm back."
***
On the bustling street at the start of the evening, Nannan ran so much that it was almost out of breath. It would have been okay if it was just running by itself, but carrying a difficult-to-please little master on its back was unbearable...
"Nannan, why aren't you running anymore?"
Mo Yaochenn's little handsome face was covered in sweat, and his excitement had yet to subside. Apart from being taken to the Noble School for classes, he had to stay in the villa all day, with his activity range limited to the garden and the nearby Entertainment City. Although it was large, it was cold and desolate, not lively at all!
