Xander looked at Trueman.
He grinned at him, revealing two little canine teeth.
Trueman's eyes reddened.
Although he had received the V16 injection and survived—which made him selfishly feel happy for himself—now that he was truly faced with the moment of separation, Trueman suddenly understood something he had read on the Internet:
"If one could exchange their life for another's, or if one could make a wish with their death as the price, then there would probably be a lot of mothers and fathers in Heaven."
Though Xander was not his biological son, he had brought him up for five years and watched him grow from a tiny infant to the big boy he was now. How could Trueman possibly bear to part with him?
He reached out and stroked Xander's head. "You're such a silly boy."
