His heart that was easily worked-up over concern was being cast aside like it was nothing. Burning red heat rushed from his neck to the base of his ears. He couldn't tell if it was from embarrassment or anger, it was just that even water could no longer put away this flame.

"All right, don't stay here anymore," Shen Shiliu reached out and touched Chang Geng's long wet hair. He untied his outer robe and wrapped it around Chang Geng. "This place is too chaotic. I will not argue with you about this matter today. Hurry home and change your clothes, pay attention not to catch a cold."

He was quite generous, too!

Chang Geng violently slapped away Shiliu's hands, his fingers accidentally bumping against something hard inside the sleeve.

Shen Shiliu: "Oh, that is the lip-color that I just bought, remember to bring it back to your mother... Hey, Chang Geng, where are you going?"

Chang Geng did not wait for him to finish; he ran away without saying a word.

Chang Geng knew full well that he was being stubborn. He had purely reacted on impulse upon hearing someone else's words. He did not even see who fell, but he already panicked and jumped in after them. Getting scolded by yifu was perfectly reasonable.

But thinking about the moments before as concern was burning up in him, this man had just casually been picking out lip color! The fire of anger that was now consuming him made his chest hurt so much that he could not suppress it no matter what.

Shen Shiliu, who was suddenly left behind by Chang Geng, awkwardly rubbed his nose. He concluded that every young boy must go through a certain period where they're unpredictable and moody.

First-time-father Shen Shiliu was quite concerned; he thought to himself: If I knew beforehand that something like this would happen... I'd have saved the iron wristband for this situation. He is definitely mad for real this time; how will I coax him now?

He stood near the river with both hands behind his back. The Giant Kite had moved past him, the lights at its tail were flickering. The dark river was slowly closing up behind it.

Shen Shiliu was only concerned for a brief moment, he began to stare in the taillight's direction, but his gaze was not as scattered as it usually was when looking into the distance. Then, his brows slowly crunched together.

Suddenly, his figure disappeared into the crowd like a fish in the water. His footsteps were silent, his movements extremely fast, unlike his usual state where he would search for half a day just to find the doorway.

Chang Geng headed back home. The hot summer wind blew through the cold river water on his body, making him a little calmer, the irritation and the scowl on his eyebrows gradually dissipating.