Leon struggled to open his heavy eyelids, his brain throbbing with pain as if struck by a hammer.

After some effort, he finally managed to open his eyes.

However, what appeared before him was an endless expanse of white, like a world shrouded in thick fog, or like white clouds floating in the sky, making him feel incredibly empty and lonely.

He looked around, trying to find a familiar trace, but there was nothing there, it was empty, not even a breeze.

This feeling filled Leon with fear, and he began to wonder if he had already left this world and arrived at a mysterious passage leading to hell or heaven.

Without thinking twice, Leon instinctively took a step forward.

His steps were unsteady, as if he were walking on clouds, each step seeming so powerless.

He didn't know what awaited him ahead—unknown fears or endless darkness.

He wasn't even sure if he was still alive, but in any case, he didn't want to stay alone in that blank world.

In this silent space, Leon's footsteps sounded exceptionally clear.

He just kept walking, as if he had lost his way in the endless whiteness.

Time seemed to lose its meaning here; Leon had no idea how long he had been walking or how much longer he would have to walk.

Gradually, a familiar figure appeared ahead.

Leon's gaze gradually focused, and his heart suddenly raced at that moment.

He froze for a moment when he saw that figure, and his steps involuntarily stopped.

But then, driven by his excitement and longing, he ran over quickly, as if eager to confirm whether what he was seeing was real.

However, when he ran up to him, Leon suddenly became flustered.

He stood there, unsure of what to say or how to face Arthur.

In his heart, he had prepared a lot of things to say to Arthur before even meeting him.

But when he actually met Arthur, those words seemed stuck in his throat, and he couldn't say them no matter what.

Leon lowered his head, his fingers unconsciously twisting together. He knew what he should say, but couldn't find the courage to speak.

"I……"

Leon's voice was weak, his lips trembling, and just as he was about to speak, Arthur took the initiative, stretched out his arms, and hugged him tightly.

Leon was stunned by this sudden action. His body stiffened for a moment, but soon, more emotions welled up in his heart, including embarrassment and gratitude.

"How have you been during this time?"

Arthur released Leon and asked with a look of relief and concern in his eyes.

Leon instinctively flinched, a barely perceptible hesitation flashing in his eyes, as if there were some things he was unwilling to bring up.

But after taking a deep breath and making up his mind, he bravely looked up at Arthur, a smile playing on his lips, and said, "I'm doing well."

Then, the two sat down on the ground in tacit agreement, just like they used to chat by the campfire.

Arthur asked Leon many questions, including all his experiences after he left, not wanting to miss a single detail.

Leon began to speak quietly, his voice calm yet powerful. He said he had gone to a new city where the scenery was beautiful, where he met many interesting people, and experienced many interesting things.

He spoke slowly, as if recalling every precious moment.

He tried being a teacher and found that standing on the podium felt pretty good, and interacting with the students made him feel very fulfilled.

When talking about teaching students, Leon's face softened with a smile. He fondly recalled that time, a period he had never experienced before, filled with a sense of novelty and accomplishment.

He also made many new friends, including Philip, Elijah, Max, and Mr. Polan... Leon remembered each person's personality and their stories clearly, and his life became more colorful because of these new friends.

His voice softened when he mentioned someone; he said he had found someone he liked, and luckily, she liked him too.

He also participated in the competition and almost got a good ranking, but unfortunately, the competition was terminated due to some unexpected reasons.

...

Leon spoke at length, his words flowing like a burst dam, as if he wanted to tell Arthur everything that had happened to him.

Arthur watched him with a smile, his eyes full of tolerance and understanding. He listened to Leon recount his life after he left, and seeing that Leon was doing well, he felt a great sense of comfort.

After speaking for a long time, Leon's voice gradually lowered, perhaps thinking of something sad. His eyes became somewhat unfocused. He turned to look at Arthur, a hint of sadness in his eyes, and asked, "And you? What are you doing here?"

Arthur replied with a smile, "Because I don't trust you."

His tone was relaxed, almost joking, but his eyes revealed deep concern.

"Haha, I'm an adult now, I know how to live on my own." Leon tried to mask his emotions with laughter.

“There’s nothing I can do, what can I do? I’m your brother,” Arthur said, his words filled with a sense of responsibility and affection for Leon.

When Leon heard Arthur's words, he was deeply moved, and his eyes reddened slightly. Yes, Arthur was his brother, and everything he did was for his own good. However, Leon felt that he was not worthy of Arthur's efforts at all.

"I'm sorry," Leon said softly, his voice trembling. He knew that what he was about to say might change everything.

As if he had finally made up his mind, he explained to himself before Arthur could speak: "I'm sorry, I lied to you, I'm not Rhine... I'm not your real brother."

Leon's voice grew softer and softer, but he persisted in speaking, revealing the incredible story of his time travel and the secrets he had kept hidden in his heart.

After he finished speaking, he seemed to have been relieved of a heavy burden, feeling much more relaxed, but at the same time, he was filled with tension and unease.

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