I never imagined we would meet in this way.
For a few seconds, the man named Seben tugged at his clothes awkwardly, as if trying to make himself look more presentable. With a sense of pretense, he straightened his back and said, "Ka... Kali?"
"Karlo." A speechless smile appeared on Karlo's face. "And Cherie. You mixed up our names."
"Oh… Oh… Mixed up, huh..."
Seben began to feel embarrassed, somewhat ashamed. His lips quivered slightly, and his gaze flitted over the faces and clothes of the two, then darted away. After a while, he finally said, "You both have grown up so much."
Karlo had thought that she had calmed down and let go of everything, but his words reignited her anger—You probably never imagined that we could grow up, did you? In your vision, those two kids who ran away from home should have died during their homelessness long ago, right? But as she opened her mouth, she quickly suppressed the anger in her heart, and what emerged was but a sigh.