Su Yuan unconsciously furrowed his brows, and the thoughts he had just organized became a mess again.

It seemed that he had touched on a sore spot, as Liu Wuhuan's expression turned incredibly despondent. He was looking out the window at the azure sky, lost in his own world.

Liu Wuhuan was very afraid of his home, or rather, a certain parent.

As a good friend, it seemed like he should say something supportive: "I'll go back with you to get it!"