The boy had thought he'd spent quite a long time getting ready at home...
He'd even worried that if he got to the door and found Master Xiao already waiting, he'd feel awkward.
Master Xiao had gone to so much trouble...
Just so he could see Ya Ya...
And had even come to pick him up...
The boy was deeply moved.
How could he possibly make Master Xiao wait?
Ever since the day his father disappeared from his life, the boy had felt a lot of things... "malice" might be too strong a word...
But they certainly weren't kindness.
They were somewhere in between, leaning toward malice.
He'd felt ill at ease for a long time because of it.
And he'd been hurting for a long time, too.
Luckily, he had his mother.
Luckily... he had Ya Ya.
Master Xiao...
Was the greatest kindness the boy had felt from a stranger since that day.
Whenever he thought of it during these past few days of anxiously waiting for Master Xiao's call, it warmed his heart.
He felt very lucky.
He was incredibly grateful to Master Xiao.
Xiao Xiao gave a slight nod.
It was good that the boy had eaten breakfast.
He'd been worried the boy might be in such a rush that he'd forget to eat.
He'd planned to have the car stop at a breakfast shop along the way if the boy hadn't eaten, so he could buy him something.
As it turned out, the boy didn't need him to fuss over him so much.
For the rest of the drive, the only sound in the car was the music flowing from the radio.
The lazy female voice made the people who'd gotten up early on a holiday feel a little more languid, too.