Gerald faked a few chuckles and walked away.

Shang Ke was now a lieutenant (he was promoted to colonel only before he died) so Gerald did not dare to offend him.

When the irksome presence left, Shang Ke pushed the flower into Jiva’s arms, and took the shopping bag from his hand. He placed a hand on Jiva’s shoulder and led in a direction, “Mother, let’s go. I’ll take a walk around with you.”

“Okay.” Jiva was very happy.

While Gerald walked to his car gloomily, he was completely unaware of another cold gaze staring at him from the distance.

Rhine did not have this person in his memory so he was presumably not someone important.

It was that Jiva omega who had some impression on Rhine. It was because he had come into contact with Jiva’s husband a couple of times. Another name also came to mind—Filmore.

A few years ago, as a prospective military school graduate, Filmore was sent to Via City to take part in the graduation test. As a result, he was besieged by the arthropods. After losing their commanders one by one, this self-sacrificing man risked his life and held his ground for several days and nights until reinforcements arrived, saving tens of thousands of lives.

After that, he had personally ordered to pull this man into his own unit. But all other information after that he couldn’t remember. He can see the future of most people by his side, only his memories of Filmore were the most indistinct.

Rhine continued to follow behind them as he silently watched them happily chat. An envious feeling rose in his heart as well as… jealousy.

After they finished their stroll, Shang Ke ate with Jiva at a restaurant.

Rhine was sitting in a corner more than ten meters away from them; the position was at the perfect angle for him to see Shang Ke from the front.

A handsome appearance paired with a smile, his every movement gave off an indescribable energy. The blurred image in Rhine’s mind gradually cleared up and became more real.

After dinner, Shang Ke declined the invitation to go home with Jiva and escorted him to the car before waving him goodbye.

Rhine paid his bill and walked out of the restaurant, the food on his table completely untouched.

The sky was already dark, and lights lit up the area. Two figures quietly wandered upon the road, one in front and another behind.

Rhine didn’t understand why he didn’t take the initiative to greet him, like he was afraid of something. He would rather be an unidentified stalker and follow his footsteps silently.

Just then, his communication device rang.

Rhine turned it on and immediately the adjutant’s voice came from inside: “Sir, where are you now?  Would you like me to come pick you up? “

Rhine glanced at the time and finally noticed that more than six hours had passed.

“No need, I’ll go back myself.”  He ended the call and looked back up. But that figure had already disappeared from his sight.

Rhine’s heart suddenly tightened and he fell into  panic. He hurried through the crowd looking for the figure of the man.

A faint remained in the air, and like a warm breeze, it gently soothed Rhine’s restlessness.

Rhine stopped and quietly pinpointed the source of the fragrance.

A little while later, he opened his eyes and the ashy world became colorful again. The figure that disappeared just now had reappeared in his sight.

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