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In the silent cemetery, Lana shouted to the boy's back: "Wait a minute! I have read those poems, they are very good!"

The girl's call and words seemed to contain some kind of magic. The boy stopped and turned around slowly.

In the cold night, the other party was only wearing a thin shirt, with a pale face under the black curly hair.

A smile appeared on his morbid face, and the boy cautiously looked away: "You, have you read the poem I wrote?"

"Of course, I have read those poems, they are very good!"

Lana was very curious about this mysterious boy and said, "What's your name?"

"Bye, Byron."

Chloe joked and poked Lana's weak waist: "Wow, he looks very handsome, just like Hamlet in Shakespeare's work, melancholy and vicissitudes of life."

Lana ignored Chloe's teasing. The girl slowly approached Byron, looked at the boy's tall nose and said, "So, why did you write this poem to me?"

Byron slowly raised his head, with a slightly obsessed look in his eyes and reached out to touch Lana's cheek: "Because you inspired me."

"Stay away from her!"

An angry shout interrupted the silence of the cemetery, and Clark, wearing a brown jacket, popped out of nowhere. Ever since he heard Gino's story in the morning, it felt like a big stone was hanging in his heart. Clark also paid attention to this, and took advantage of it. He secretly follows Lana and Chloe as they head to the cemetery.

Like a rough football rushing guard, the solid shoulder knocks Byron over.

"Clark!"

Lana was surprised by Clark's sudden appearance, but what worried her even more was Byron, who was knocked down by Clark and his head fell on the tombstone.

The boy groaned, then tilted his head and closed his eyes peacefully.

"Are you OK?"

Lana glared at the reckless Clark, not wanting to scold Clark for his recklessness and quickly walked towards Byron.

He stretched out his hand to feel his breath. Fortunately, the boy was obviously still alive, but his paler face proved that the man had fallen into a coma.

Lana pursed her lips: "He passed out. If it's serious, it may cause a concussion."

Clark rubbed his head guiltily: "This is my fault."

Chloe also looked worried: "Is he dead?"

Lana made a quick decision: "Let's send him to the hospital quickly!"

Clark helped Byron up, and several people rushed towards the direction of the hospital.

"Stupid, these are stupid doctors!"

In a small town hospital, Lionel angrily beats the hospital corridor with his cane.

The hard stick of civilization made a "crackling" sound when it hit the colored bricks.

"Be quiet. This is a hospital. Many patients have already rested." Gino clasped Lionel's arm helplessly.

Just after school, Lionel kept pestering Gino to accompany him to the hospital.

But just as expected, when the doctor told Lionel that his vision still could not recover, he vented his anger in the hospital again, which made the young man very embarrassed.

Gino let go of Lionel and said unceremoniously: "If you choose to go to the metropolis and find all the top medical experts, I believe the blindness problem can also be solved."

He knew that Lionel's purpose of staying here was nothing more than to keep the mystery of the town secret.

His so-called biological father is already quite old.

And when a person becomes successful, the only problem that troubles him is eternity. The eternal topic: death.

From Alexander the Great to the emperors of the East, looking through the long river of history, all beings who stand at the pinnacle of life undoubtedly look forward to eternal life.

The small town of Smallville obviously hides many mysteries, and perhaps Lionel believes that there is a secret that can make him immortal.

In short, Jino didn't believe that the old guy pulled him because he wanted to accompany him.

"I just want you to spend more time with me." Lionel showed a pitiful expression, but Gino was unmoved.

"So doctor, is he okay?"

"It's just a scratch on the skin and some blood."

At the other end of the corridor, Clark and Lana were walking with a pale young man.

"Kino?"

Clark saw Gino first, with a look of surprise on his face.

"It seems that your friends are here too." Lionel put away his pitiful expression and said calmly: "I won't disturb your chat."

After saying that, the old man left on crutches.

"This is what you are doing?"

Jino glanced at the three people behind Clark, but more eyes stayed on the pale boy.

"This is the man who sent Lana the love letter." Clark lowered his voice.

"Oh." Jino nodded and glanced at the silent corridor around him: "This is not a suitable place to talk. Let's find another place."

The town’s cafes never close.

Chloe avoided being with Gino, so there were only four people sitting at one table.

Gino and Clark, Lana and Byron who are feasting.

"I've never had anything so delicious."

Byron looked hungry for a long time and showed off his food crazily.

"I'm sorry for hurting you, Byron." Clark apologized first with a guilty look on his face.

Byron smiled indifferently, touched the back of his head and said, "It's okay, I can see that you care about your girlfriend."

"Uh, she, she's not my daughter yet."

"Kino, how are Uncle Lionel's eyes doing?"

Before Clark could finish his inappropriate words, Lana forcefully changed the subject.

"Well, it's complicated to say." Gino picked up his coffee and took a sip. He didn't want to talk about the weird guy Lionel.

However, when Byron heard the words "Lionel", he stood up as if being touched by electricity.

Those green eyes shone with hatred. Byron looked at Gino coldly: "Are you Lionel's child?"

It seems that the four words "Lionel" are like poison, and like Byron's lead, it explodes at a moment's notice.

"has a problem?"

Gino frowned slightly at Byron's bad attitude, and stood up not to be outdone, his tall figure holding Byron steady.

The originally harmonious atmosphere condensed and turned a little heavy.

Clark also stood up and stared at Byron to express his position.

If the two fight, he will help Keno and help Keno not to beat Byron to death.

The two pairs of eyes looked at each other without giving in.

It seems that the two of them will fight in the next second.

Byron clenched his fists tightly and took a deep breath to calm down.

He glanced at the dark night outside the window, and then glanced at the clock hanging on the wall.

"It's nothing, it's just that it's almost dawn and I need to go back!"

Byron glared at Gino fiercely and ignored Clark and Lana who looked confused. After leaving these words, he walked away quickly, opened the door and walked out of the cafe.

The tension was gone.

After he leaves,

Byron's strange words and actions made Clark frown.

"His upbringing was so poor."

Clark sat back in his seat and couldn't help but complain and defend Gino.

The previous guilt was gone, and now Clark hated Byron even more.

Lana looked at the background of Byron's departure thoughtfully:

"He looks a little mysterious. Maybe there's something hidden in it?"

"After all, no one hates someone for no reason."

"Who knows."

Gino looked at Byron's leaving figure and said in a faint tone: "There is no shortage of weird things and weird people in this town."