Recently, she came back from school, lived alone and missed Chad so much.
Towards the evening, after going to a university's study room, Keira returned just down the alley of the White Mansion, heard some servants chatting and learned that Malcolm had returned.
Malcolm's safe arrival meant Chad's safe arrival.
She came to Lyre Spiti but only heard that Malcolm had gone to the police station.
Lyra and Malcolm looked at each other and moved to the side.
Lyra: "Your Chad is here."
Chad was embarrassed to disturb them so he kept a very far distance from them.
Wearing a dark green uniform at night, he had less conspicuous complexion.
The moment Keira saw him, she froze in place, but her eyes grew red.
Chad looked at her who was ready to cry, and unnaturally touched his face, "Am I getting ugly? Why do you look at me like that?"
Keira cried out, rushed up and wrapped her arms around his neck, hugging him firmly, and saying in a sobbing voice, "Why are you so tan? You must have suffered a lot in the border. I really feel so bad."
Chad stood silently and straight, allowing her to wrap her arms around him, but he was moved because Keira concerned about him.
Besides Malcolm, now he had another person to think about him.
That was really good.
Chad was deeply moved and his eyes turned red as well.
Lyra looked at him who was still frozen and didn't say some words to comfort Keira, so she remind him, "Look at her. She's concerned about you. Hug her. And you'd better carry her back home to appease her because she misses you."
Chad replied as if he completed his task, "Yes, Lyra."
He bent down and directly carried Keira up, "Bro, Lyra, then we'll go back first."
Lyra and Malcolm nodded at the same time.
Chad hugged Keira tightly, turned around and walked away.
The streetlight outlined the backs of the two.
"Chad, you're really tan, and you look even dorkier than before!"
Chad: "Is it ugly?"
"It's okay. You are still handsome. And it will be a little more manly. I'll help you put on a mask. Soon you'll get back."
Chad disgusted, "I don't need that stuff."
"Men can also have masks! You're back. Don't insist. I'm in charge!"
Chad didn't know what to say.
Lyra and Malcolm laughed as they listened to the two's chatting.
"Honey, when are you going to teach Chad about relationships? He's too straight. I feel like he'll make Keira sad if he keeps this up."
Malcolm picked her up by the waist, "Don't get involved in other's matter. Straight men who don't understand love will be enlightened sooner or later. Let him learn it himself."
He lowered his head and tenderly kissed Lyra's lips, "It's late tonight. With all that's happened, you need to rest early."
Lyra pouted reluctantly, "I haven't seen you for many days. You aren't going to have a little nighttime activity?"
No!
Of course he wanted to.
The border supplies were scarce. The UV rays were strong. It was arduous and he can't see his dear wife.
He couldn't sleep all night, so after he came back, of course he wanted to have intimate contact with his wife.
But ...
As he walked towards Lyre Spiti, he sighed and said, "Your mania hasn't cured yet, and today's events have been going on late into the night. We still have to deal with a bunch of things tomorrow, so I'm afraid you won't be able to bear it if it's too long."
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