Under everyone's slightly worried gazes.
After saying goodbye to everyone, Gu Nian'an hurried down the mountain in the production crew's car.
The man's hair was slightly disheveled, as though he had rushed over without having time to tidy it, and the icy air around him made him seem unapproachable.
But when he saw the person getting out of the car, his entire demeanor immediately softened.
The weather after the rain was still gloomy and oppressive, but seeing Fu Xiuyuan standing in front of the car sent a surge of warmth through Gu Nian'an's heart.
He stumbled toward the man and buried his head in his chest.
Fu Xiuyuan wrapped his arms around the boy in turn. He had immediately caught a flight over upon seeing the news, and a trace of coldness crept into his eyes at the thought of those comments online.
He looked down at the person in his arms again and said gently, "Sweetheart, don't be afraid." He lightly patted his back, trying to offer him some comfort.
An aching sadness welled up inside Gu Nian'an, and he could not help holding the man a little tighter.
"Sir, you... you're here. I..." His voice caught with sobs, and he could not get out a complete sentence.
Fu Xiuyuan guided the boy into the car with an arm around him and signaled the driver to drive.
Watching Gu Nian'an struggle to hold back his cries but continue to choke with sobs, Fu Xiuyuan gently lifted the boy's face.
Gu Nian'an covered his face tightly, trying to hide his expression, but the tears spilling between his fingers betrayed his emotions.
Fu Xiuyuan sighed softly and moved his hands aside. The sight of the boy trembling incessantly, the corners of his eyes red from crying, sent a pain through his