No place for him

Twelve years ago…

"Why don't we just let Young Master Ren live here? He gets along well with Ray, after all."

"That's what I suggested, but he doesn't want to."

"Can't we persuade him?"

"I've tried."

"Should we try harder? I can ask Ray to help. Madam, this isn't safe anymore. Not long ago, he ate something that almost killed him. And now, he was nearly crushed by a shelf. The shelf shouldn't have collapsed like that unless someone tampered with it."

"Madam, Young Master Ren has always been in constant danger, and you as well. It's best if we remove him from family affairs, for both your sake and his. His experiences so far are simply worsening his condition."

As the adults talked quietly with their voices filled with worry and anxiety, Renren stood outside. He had his back against the wall, right beside the slightly open door. His eyes were cast down, his pale lips drawn into a thin line.