"David?" Dad's voice made David, who was about to enter the room, stop. David turned to look for the figure who called out to him.
"What is it, dad?" Asked David.
Tian clunked closer and then he grabbed David's shoulder. "Is something wrong?"
Not dad if can't guess what's in David's brain. He always knew what might be happening to David just by looking at David's appearance. Even if it's just a glimpse.
David let out a shaky breath. His hand which was originally difficult to grip the door knob let go—turned around—sat on the chair in the living room. Tian followed him, took a seat right next to David who had exhaled several times.
"Why?"
David had not yet answered, he first looked at his father's face, tracing his growing wrinkles. The great trust you put David in for July was not easy. David had no idea it was gonna be this complicated.