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Sean returned to his room and rushed to his study, where the envelope was placed.

As he took the envelope with his palms sweating with anxiety, it was surprisingly light.

He carefully opened the package and tumbled the contents onto his desk, and a low shiver ran through his spine.

A few minutes later, Sean touched the objects with shaking hands. The package contained a bunny puppet, an SD card, and a polaroid photo with a note.

His heart was beating crazy seeing the five children in the photo smiling and holding bunny puppets in their hands. And the note said, "Bunny ge ge, we are well : )"

The photo was several years old, but he found the writing fresh.

Sean sank into the chair next to him taking the bunny puppet, tears streaming down his face. Then he carefully opened the monogrammed card case and put in the card reader connected to his Mac Book.

He anticipatingly opened the folder and found a video file. It was a photo album. As the album played, in front of his eyes, his mind was pulled back to eight years. It was him, nineteen years old, smiling widely, wearing a white lab coat, and playing with the five children in the photo.

Alive... they are alive...??

He felt something stirring inside his heart. It was neither the guilt nor the fear he suffered during these eight years, but a forgotten feeling, HOPE.

Who? and How is this even possible? I... I clearly saw it that day...?

His indifferent heart began to beat steadily, growingly feeling alive. Playing the video in a loop, his body curled into a ball, and Sean slowly closed his eyes.

For the first time in eight years, Sean Xiao Zhan slept without the help of any intoxication.

A peaceful sleep at last.

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A few hours later...

He woke up hearing his phone buzzing non-stop. It was already dark outside.

Irritated, he stared at the name of the caller Juan Ji Li, his best friend.

Sean finally picked up the call. Before he could speak, the person on the other side was screaming at him at the top of his lungs. Very loud music was blowing in the background.

Not having much strength to talk, he sends a message. "Buddy, I can't come tonight. Sorry, I'll make it up for this next time. My treat!"

He got the reply immediately, "U better be!"

Sean felt refreshed after a good sleep, but his stomach grumbled terribly.

He asked Mr. Yan to bring the food. Mr. Yan has never seen the young master in such an elated mood in these past few years.

Sean took a relaxing bath. He felt liberated.

When he came out of the bath, his food was already on the coffee table. He gobbled up all the food without any delay.

After eating,  he opened the glass door leading to the balcony and stayed there for a while, swathed in the moonlight.  

His phone beeped, indicating an incoming message. He came inside the room, thinking it would be from Juan, but to his surprise, was from the unknown number again.

Sean opened the message with a rapid heartbeat, " We will meet soon." 

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