The boy liked this kind of quiet.
It made him feel relaxed.
He looked at Xiao Xiao across from him.
Soon, his gaze fell on Feifei.
"It..."
The boy furrowed his brows.
His fingernails dug into the back of his hand.
"...You can see it?"
Xiao Xiao didn't show the slightest surprise or oddness at the boy's seemingly obvious question. He smiled faintly.
"Yes."
The answer wasn't unexpected.
The boy couldn't tell whether he felt relieved or even more on edge...
"...Before... when I encountered it..."
The boy swallowed unconsciously. "...They all couldn't see it."
"Mm."
Xiao Xiao nodded.
His casual, natural agreement nearly made the boy spill the tea in his hands.
The tea sloshing violently in the cup mirrored the storm raging in the boy's heart.
"You... understand what I mean?"
In his shock, the boy temporarily forgot his reservations, and his words came out much more frankly.
Only years of habit made him instinctively lower his voice.
"Back then, when I encountered it, I was the only one who could see it."
"Nobody else could see it..."
He had realized that back then.
It wasn't because he was smart.
It was because...
The boy's body suddenly trembled violently.
He took a deep, ragged breath.
Like a fish out of water.
He forcefully suppressed the obscure memories of the past that were gradually coming back to him.
He opened his eyes wide.
He stared intently at Xiao Xiao.
He did so to keep himself focused on what was happening now.
"I can see it."
Feeling the boy's tumultuous emotions, Xiao Xiao answered frankly.
But his frankness clearly shook the boy even more.
"You... can see it?"
"You can see it?"
The boy murmured to himself.
His expression seemed both sorrowful and joyful.