Looking at the tombstone before him, Jing Chen never thought that their reunion would take place under such circumstances.
Four years had passed since their last encounter.
He remembered that their first meeting occurred when he was eight years old.
That was the only time he had been willful in his childhood. He insisted on trying to get home by himself, like the other ordinary kids in his class. But it only took that one time for him to encounter danger. Those people were kidnappers who specialized in selling children. It was because of that act of defiance that he had the chance meeting with him.
A handsome figure with quick movements, the eight-year-old Jing Chen stared blankly at the man who had just saved him. For the first time, he displayed a childlike expression. But it disappeared quickly. What followed was his curiosity.
Even when involved in a fight, he still retained his decent demeanor, intelligently exuding… a gentlemanly aura.
