When Lu Xin called out that name, the atmosphere in the little tavern suddenly grew oppressive.
Even though the old security guard had been prepared for this, his body still tensed slightly when he heard the title.
"Teacher Sun? You..."
Even Number Eight suddenly raised his head, his gaze locking onto the old security guard's face.
After a moment, the image of the old security guard in his eyes suddenly changed faintly, overlapping with another person.
All at once, he remembered this man's identity, and his pupils rapidly contracted.
Actually, back at Crimson Moon Elementary School, when the old security guard had appeared with a shotgun pointed at his face and furiously berated his childhood self, he had already felt an unusual familiarity. He had sensed that this man might be someone he had met before.
But what happened afterward was more shocking than the last.
Those events had occupied all his thoughts, so he had never found the time to think about this.
Only now, when Lu Xin suddenly revealed his identity, did he realize it.
"Actually, I recognized you long ago..."
Lu Xin looked at the old security guard and spoke calmly.
He had appeared countless times in his memories, but every time, he had hidden in a corner of them.
"Thinking about it now, I recognized you long ago."
"When Teacher Lu first took me back to the orphanage, I already recognized you—the man working as her security guard."
"However, at the time, I could only force myself not to recognize you."
"Otherwise, considering my condition back then, I wasn't sure I could control myself and keep from killing you."
"I'm sorry, Teacher Sun Zhong—or should I call you... Assistant Sun?"
"..."
A thunderclap seemed to crash down over the little restaurant.
When the old security guard