The Warmth Of A Hug

Fang's heart stopped when he saw who it was.

Minyu. 

In his wheelchair. 

His dad stood behind him, and his mom was next to his dad, her arm looping through his.

The court seemed to fall silent, the post-game chatter fading into nothingness. 

The Huolan Guardians, still lingering by the bench, turned their heads in surprise. 

None of them had known Fang had a brother. No one had ever heard him mention family. They only knew he came from a well-off one based on his clothes and items. 

And yet, there they were—Minyu, his dad, and his mom—walking toward him as though they had always been a part of this picture. 

Kai, on the other hand, also watched from the middle of the court. He heard what Minyu called Fang. "Bro," he muttered. 

And then, it hit him. Was Minyu the faceless brother that he met in the past?

Fang's breath caught in his throat. His feet felt glued to the floor, refusing to move.