"I forgot..."
"You already gave me back my keys..."
"Why are you sitting down?"
This guy was leaving, wasn't he?
And now he was asking him to sit down...
The man didn't even know whether he was being polite or rude anymore.
"Thank you for picking up my keys for me."
The man shook the keys dangling from his finger and thanked him again.
"Without them, I wouldn't even be able to get into my house..."
"And that..."
"Would be absolutely awful..."
The man stared at the keys hanging from his finger.
Sunlight fell upon them.
A few glints of light reflected off their bronze-colored surface.
He narrowed his eyes slightly.
But they still felt as though they were being burned.
He hurriedly pressed a hand to the corner of his eye.
Hey, hey.
A grown man crying in the middle of the street wasn't exactly a pretty sight.
Xiao Xiao sat down beside the man.
"Are you all right?"
"Did you get hurt just now?"
He was sure he'd pulled the man out of danger a second before the car hit him.
Maybe the man had an old injury?
Had the terrifying near miss caused it to flare up?
"Do you need me to take you to the hospital?"
The man took a deep breath.
He tilted his head back.
After a long while, he shook his head.
"No."
"I'm fine."
"Sorry."
The man rapped his head hard with his knuckles.
He turned to Xiao Xiao.
"I lost control of myself."
Xiao Xiao noticed the red veins in the man's eyes and the faint redness at their corners.
The man's hoarse voice also hinted at what had happened.
But Xiao Xiao pretended not to notice.
His brows softened slightly.
"I understand."
"Anyone would