He hadn't shown up throughout the entire winter break, and when he did, he had grown even more slender.
Dressed in a black coat, carrying a robot with a broken leg, his face pale and looking silently cold.
Over the winter break, perhaps Richard had come to terms with certain matters.
Anyway, when Ethan and the others met him again, his gaze no longer uncontrollably rested on Maureen's side from the international class as before.
When he ran into Maureen again at school, he displayed no expression, acted as if he did not recognize her, and just passed her by.
Sometimes, when he heard some gossip about Maureen and Liam, his pen would indeed uncontrollably leave a hideous and sharp, heavy mark on his textbook.
But it seemed like he was trying his best to control these emotions.
By the time Ethan looked over, his emotions had already dispersed like droplets fleeing into the ocean, disappearing without a trace.
