Chunks of Gone Days Chapter 28

The large living room was quiet and the atmosphere was a little dull.

Cedric stood aside and looked at Rowan silently, at his bowed waist, and at his drooping head.

He seems to have never seen Rowan look so low, he is always alive and kicking in front of him, his mouth is leathery and noisy, his eyes are bright, and he seems to be full of infinite vitality.

The hand that hung on his side moved, Cedric wanted to step forward and touch Rowan’s head.

Want to appease him, appease this kind and tough big boy.