Uncle Mason looked at me, unusually solemn. That solemn expression carried notes of pleading as he said, “Luo Bing, remember, when you find Harry, warm up his heart. As long as his heart is fine, the other parts of his body would recover slowly. You must save his heart!” Uncle Mason emphasized, his tone laced with worry. He was putting Harry’s life in my hands!

“Yes, sir!” Harry, this idiot! Why is he so reckless? This is not like him who is usually calm and composed! He is making everyone worried!

But…

He came to save me…

Suddenly, I realize that Harry and I are very similar. We will feel duty-bound to do what needs to be done, regardless of the consequences. 

Didn’t he say that he had only pitied...