|| Chapter 273 || Dining With Friends

"I am searching for someone..."

There was a coil of confusion springing in Moulin's heart. However, he could understand the many things he had missed during the years of his disappearance. The people he knew had met more people, gained new friends while he was stuck in the past. But what can he do? The shivering anxiety within his friend's eyes could tell him of the heartache.

Moulin had not experienced their suffering. Sympathy and sorrow poured out of his soul. The people he knew had gone through so much; it felt hurtful. Moulin's eyes slowly dipped to the trembling fingers almost piercing through the brown fabric of the seat.

He spoke, "Who is it?"

Jagra closed his eyes. A sorrowful expression layered his calm countenance like a thick blanket. "I... don't remember..."

"You don't?"