"To be shameless, I haven't been able to have a child with my wife for so many years. You, this kid, look quite charming. If I say something you might not like, in my heart, you're like my own child. I'm naturally willing to help you if I can." The middle-aged man said awkwardly.
"No matter how you see me, I owe you one for today. If you ever need anything, just ask, I'll surely help." The young man finished speaking and walked out of the room, looking in a hurry, probably to wrap up what he had done.
The middle-aged man watched the door close again, and the emotions that just existed in his eyes dissipated in an instant, as if everything that had just happened never existed. His expression as he looked at the door was particularly solemn, his downcast eyes hiding all his emotions, making it hard for others to read or understand him.
The middle-aged man sat in the room for a while longer before finally leaving.
The next day.
