Extra II. Let's Go Home

Unable to bear more pain, Julian spontaneously looked up. Tears just needed time to run down his cheeks. Before the grief was over the line, the man cleared his throat, expelling the lump of regret stuck in his throat.

"We can't go before saying goodbye to you, Grandpa," Julian said in a hoarse voice.

After swallowing bitter spit, he lowered his chin, meeting Mister Hunt's gaze. The old man turned out to be widening his eyes at him.

"Julian, why are you here?" Mister Hunt sighed with worry streaking across his face.

Trying to curl up his lips, the young man sat beside his grandfather. They were then only separated by a pack of bread, a bottle of water, and a bluish awkwardness.

"Of course to look for you," the grandson replied while looking at his grandfather closely.

Understanding the meaning of those sad eyes, Mr. Hunt instantly looked away. After flickering for a moment, he suddenly stuffed all the albums into the backpack. Ignoring the lu