Richie lifted his head casually, his gaze roaming over Si Ang without restraint.
"The ground's more comfortable. Obviously, I'll sit here whenever I feel like it."
Richie was flippant, with a carefree, unruly air.
Si Ang was a little displeased by those words. His CT eyes quietly scanned Richie's body. Thankfully, Richie wasn't hurt, so Si Ang shyly held out a hand. "Come on, get up."
Richie glanced at Si Ang's hand. It was a pianist's hand, long and elegant, already showing its promise at such a young age.
Richie stared absently at Si Ang's hand, slumped against the tree trunk without moving.
Si Ang frowned and withdrew his hand, a little embarrassed.
While Richie wasn't paying attention, he took a step closer.
Before Richie could react, Si Ang was already standing beside him, blocking his view of the scenery. Richie looked puzzled. "What?"
Si Ang bent down and hauled Richie off the ground with one hand.
Richie had no strength left in his body and couldn't break free of Si Ang. Instead, his whole body ended up leaning against him.
Si Ang supported Richie as they walked out of the forest step by step. Unable to match Si Ang's strength, Richie finally gave up and slumped against him.
Where Richie couldn't see, a faint smile curved Si Ang's lips.
Si Ang brought Richie to the classroom, where the Math Teacher had already begun his lesson.
As Richie and Si Ang came through the door, the Math Teacher stopped them.
"Are you two Sian Evan and Richie Forger?"
Si Ang nodded and answered politely.
"Yes, sir. Richie went to the preliminary auditions for Eden's Good Voice. On his way back, a stray dog on campus chased him and gave him a bit of a fright. His legs are still a