Travel through the city of orcs

As the wound gradually healed, Claude's spirit gradually improved, and he was no longer drowsy every day.

Ian didn't go out to play with Jerome that day, but lay on the bed with his father's head against his head, holding Claude's tail that was twice as thick as his own in his little hand. Looking at Ian, squinting his eyes and feigning sleep.

"Dad." After a while, Ian called Claude.

"Huh?" Claude opened his eyes and found that Ian was looking at him.

"Dad, tell me, will Daddy come back?" Ian finally asked the question he had always wanted to ask.

Claude looked at Ian's clear eyes without a trace of impurities, and did not speak.

Ian didn't wait for his father's answer, lowered his eyes, and asked softly, "He won't come back, right? He won't come back forever, right?"

"Ian?" Claude changed from lying on his side to sitting on his stomach because of Ian's last sentence, "Why do you say that?"

Ian still didn't look at Claude, but just put his arms around his father's head, "I see the admiration that belongs to Daddy."

"How do you..." Claude, who didn't understand how Ian found the black jade he had hidden, wanted to break free from Ian's arms to ask clearly, but felt that he couldn't say anything.

Ian buried his head between Claude's ears, and murmured, "I asked Jerome, and he said that Grandpa Wilbur told him that only if the female dies or both sexes agree to separate and trust each other taken from the female..."

After parting with Jerome that day, Ian suddenly remembered the gadgets he had hidden at home. He felt that his father must be very boring lying on the bed. boring.So before returning to Cheng Chi's house, Ian went back to his home again, rummaging through boxes and chests to find the treasures that he had hidden in every place until he found the trust that originally belonged to Lance in Claude's room.

Ian was a little strange looking at the exquisite letter of trust. Although he didn't know many things about letter of trust, he knew that this thing would only be seen on females who mate with males, such as Uncle Al, such as Say Jerome's Daddy or Fix's Daddy, etc., but why does my father have such a letter?Shouldn't the trust and admiration that belongs to daddy be on his own Daddy?

Ian was full of doubts and went back to Cheng Chi's house. He didn't ask Cheng Chi, and his father was not in good spirits, so Ian finally decided to ask his good friend Jerome, but the answer he finally got made Ian After staying for a long time, it was not until Jerome called him that he came back to his senses.

That night, little Ian didn't fall asleep for the first time. Jerome's words about Xinpei kept echoing in his little mind. The more he thought about it, the more uncomfortable he felt. Did his father and Daddy agree to separate? ? Will Daddy never come back?Ian couldn't figure out why his Daddy had to be separated from his father, and he didn't understand why Daddy hadn't come to see him until now, was it because he didn't like him?

The more Ian thought about it, the sadder Ian finally started crying secretly. The next day, Ian saw Cheng Chi looking at him worried, but because of his evasive attitude, he didn't say anything, but thoughtfully prepared his favorite food for himself. Looking at him, I felt awkward again in my heart, why didn't Daddy want me, why did Mr. Cheng Chi, who had nothing to do with me, treat me so well?

Feeling his son's depression, Claude stopped moving and let Ian hold him.

After a while, Ian's muffled voice sounded again, "Dad, did Daddy never come back because he hated me?"

"Of course not," Black Panther broke away from Ian's embrace and licked his face, "You Daddy him...he went to pursue the life he wanted."

"He doesn't hate me, why doesn't he come back to see me? Didn't you say that children are always the most precious treasures of Dad and Daddy?" Ian's eyes showed a trace of grievance, "He can visit Ian occasionally, Ian won't let Daddy go after his life, can't that be okay?"

It took a long time for Claude, who was speechless when asked by Ian, to say with difficulty, "Maybe your Daddy has gone too far, and there is no way to come back."

Ian hugged the panther's neck again, and it took a long time before he whispered two words, "Liar."

And the atmosphere downstairs was not much better than the atmosphere upstairs, because Al, who hadn't shown up for some time, came.

Cheng Chi put a cup of fruit tea in front of Al, and Al quickly got up to take it, and then said thank you.

Cheng Chi looked at Al, who was very affectionate to him before, and now his attitude has become more polite. He felt a little lost in his heart, but he still had a smile on his face, "How are you doing recently?"

"Hey? Hey, okay, pretty good." Al twirled the cup unconsciously, and replied awkwardly when he heard Cheng Chi speak. It took him a long time to remember and asked again, "How about you? How are you doing? Is the wound healed? Does it still hurt? Is Mr. Barry still changing your dressing?"

Hearing Al's behavior like a cannonball when he asked questions like before, Cheng Chi couldn't help but laugh, "Well, I'm fine too, the wound is almost healed and doesn't hurt much, Mr. Barry's medicine is very useful, and I don't change it now Medicine."

"Oh, that's good, that's good." Al nodded and started to spin the cup again.

For a while, the atmosphere fell into an awkward silence.

Cheng Chi looked at Al with a troubled face, and asked first, "You...you are here today, what's the matter?"

Al raised his head and looked at Cheng Chi with a peaceful expression, his face became more entangled, and it took him a long time as if he had made a decision. Huo Di stood up and stammered, "I, I'm here today, yes, I’m here to apologize to you!” Al’s sudden movement startled Cheng Chi, and before Cheng Chi could say anything, Al continued, “I want to apologize to you for my alienation from you these days , at first I felt angry, because I thought you lied to me, and I thought I would never see you again. But then I thought about it a lot, and it was me who was wrong, because you told me you were not Lance, but I But I thought you were sick, and didn't listen to your explanation. Later, you didn't admit that you were Lance. It was me who took you as Lance and didn't give you a chance to distinguish. So far, I have no position To accuse you, I'm really, really sorry!"

Seeing Al with a flushed face and excited expression, Cheng Chi couldn't tell what he was feeling, he watched his Al sit down with a smile, "There's nothing to apologize for, although at the beginning I didn't admit that I wasn't Lance, but I didn't deny it either. At that time, I also had a speculative mentality. If I had to say right or wrong, then my thinking at the time was not that pure, was it?"

"No, no, no, you wanted to explain, but I didn't listen, or I was more serious, so I sincerely apologize to you today, Cheng, Cheng Chi, can you forgive me?" Al hurriedly denied.

Cheng Chi refilled some tea for Al, with a sly smile on his face, "If you don't care about my speculative attitude at the beginning, what position do I have to not forgive your paranoid thinking?"

Al, who received Cheng Chi's reply, was relieved. He was really afraid that Cheng Chi would not forgive him, because Cheng Chi was really a very good friend, and Al really didn't want to lose this rare friendship.

The two who had unraveled their knots looked at each other and smiled. Al raised the teacup to Cheng Chi and said playfully, "Cheers for our friendship."

There was also a smile on Cheng Chi's face, and he picked up the cup and touched Al, "For our friendship, cheers!"

Al, who lost his mind because of talking with Cheng Chi, started his barrage of questions again, "Where are you from?" "Why do you look so similar to Lance?" "You used to be How was it?" "How did you live at that time?"...

Hearing this long-lost noisy voice, Cheng Chi didn't feel flustered for the first time, because he didn't want to give up this friendship, and he was glad that the other party accepted him sincerely again.

Claude and Al upstairs also heard Al's enthusiastic voice downstairs, Claude showed a knowing smile, but Ian was still a little emotional.

Claude licked Ian's little face, "Uncle Al is here, don't you want to play with him?"

Ian shook his head listlessly, "Ian doesn't want to go."

Seeing Ian's listless look, Claude sighed in his heart and didn't say anything else.

At noon, Cheng Chi left Al to have lunch, and asked him to call Rupert too. With the lively and cheerful Al to adjust the atmosphere, the house that had been depressed for a long time was restored again. It was full of laughter and laughter, and even Ian, who was full of thoughts, was amused by Al to giggle.

Before eating, Cheng Chi brought lunch for Claude. When he was arranging the food for Claude, Cheng Chi paid attention to Claude's expression, hesitant to speak.

"What's wrong?" Claude looked at Cheng Chi's struggling and asked.

Cheng Chi stopped what he was doing, stood up, and asked hesitantly, "Ian, he has been in a mood for the past two days, have you noticed?"

Looking at Ian's listless look, Cheng Chi was actually quite worried. It's not a good thing for a child who is a little older to be so melancholy, but if you ask Ian who is still a little awkward with himself, he must be sure. Cheng Chi couldn't get an answer, so Cheng Chi thought of asking Claude.

Looking at Cheng Chi with a worried face, Claude suddenly thought of Lance, who used to ignore Ian, who was crying hoarsely, his face was purple and still a baby, and he couldn't tell what it was like.

"Don't worry," Claude comforted Cheng Chi, briefly said what Ian had just told him, and then said, "Sooner or later Ian will know these things, since he found out by himself , Let him slowly accept it now, don't worry, our orc children are not so fragile."

Now that Claude has said so, Cheng Chi can only nod doubtfully.

But that night, when Cheng Chi, who got up to go to the bathroom, passed by Ian's room and heard the faint sobbing sound coming from inside, he really wanted to pluck the hair off Claude's tail. Fart orc children are not so fragile!