章 60: Why does this new life keep throwing me these curveballs?

Hirvan decided to not care about Fu Yan anymore. After all, it had been a week since Fu Yan had ghosted him without a word. But that resolve was shaken when, the next morning, Fu Yan showed up unannounced at his doorstep.

Hirvan opened the door to find Fu Yan standing there, looking like he had just crawled out of a nightmare. Dark circles lined his normally bright grey eyes, his black hair was a dishevelled mess, and his clothes were wrinkled as if he hadn't bothered to change them in days. Hirvan's initial impulse to lash out softened as he took in Fu Yan's miserable appearance. 

'I'll hear him out first before I decide on his punishment.'

Hirvan thought, his eyes narrowing as he studied Fu Yan's worn-out figure.

"I'm sorry... I lost my phone…" 

Fu Yan's voice was hoarse, barely above a whisper, and laced with exhaustion.