Looking at the Old Man's departing figure, her heart felt a bit sour.
Ethan Herd wrapped his arms around Scarlett Glenn, "Are you still upset?"
Scarlett Glenn shook her head, "No, my self-healing ability has always been strong."
...
the next day, in the afternoon, the Old Man did as Scarlett Glenn suggested and visited Fristy Davis again.
"How come your complexion looks worse than yesterday?"
Fristy Davis smiled weakly, "Uncle, I'm fine… I'm much better already."
The Old Man sighed deeply, "Ah… Whoever it is, being locked up for so many days is not good for the body."
Fristy Davis turned to look at the sunset's afterglow outside, muttering, "The sun outside is really nice today. It's a pity I can't see it. I truly miss those days when I was a child, playing in the lawn at home with Aya. Those were probably the happiest moments of my life. If… If I knew what would happen later, I should have been the one to die in Aya's place."