Alice and Ryan chatted casually for a while, and after making sure she was okay, Ryan headed out to run some errands.
After breakfast, he had the whole day to himself, as per Aliceâs instructions. She had even mentioned that the villaâs door would be left open, so Ryan could come and go as he pleased.
First, he went back to his room to change into the clothes prepared by the maid. Feeling the fabric, Ryan noted it was definitely a step up from the usual street market stuff he wore.
Alice hadnât prepared a suit or anything formal for him, sticking to casual styles instead.
He wore a cream-colored sports T-shirt with black joggers and white sneakers, giving off a youthful vibe.
Ryan, who was already somewhat handsome, looked even better in the clothes Alice had picked out. It wasnât just about attracting the opposite sex,he could probably turn a few heads of the same sex too.
The saying âClothes make the manâ really held true.
Alice had taken care of everything so meticulously, which touched Ryan deeply. He resolved to repay her kindness.
As Ryan wondered how to get back to the city center, a black luxury sedan pulled up in front of him, arranged by Miss Alice.
After giving the driver the destination, Ryan settled comfortably in the back seat.
Alice was a thoughtful person, always treating others well. But Ryan wondered how she had become the person she was today.
The image in his mind wouldnât fade, and he glanced at the Truth Serum in his backpack, debating whether to use this precious opportunity now.
He and Alice were in this together, and the more he knew about her, the better prepared heâd be for the future.
Butâ¦
âLetâs not,â he decided. âItâs too much. Better to get to know Alice slowly.â
Using a tool on Alice didnât sit right with Ryan,it didnât seem fair to her genuine feelings.
The car soon entered the city, and after dropping Ryan off at the orphanage, the driver left without prying into Ryanâs life.
If Ryan needed a ride later, he could just call.
Standing outside the orphanage, a place both familiar and strange, Ryan felt as if he was in a different world.
Everything started here. If he hadnât impulsively run into the fire that day, he wouldnât have died.
He wouldnât have been bound to the system, wouldnât have had so many interactions with Alice, and his current life wouldnât be built on that incident.
But if he had to choose again, he would do the sameânot just for the kids, but for Alice too.
Seeing everything in good order, even the orphanage gate showing no signs of the fire, Ryan felt happy.
He casually greeted the gatekeeper, who smiled kindly at him and opened the gate without further ado.
Many kids who leave the orphanage grow up with a desire to escape their past.
The gatekeeper had been there for twenty years, but he had seen only a few like Ryan, who came back every month to help.
As the gate opened, Ryan could hear the childrenâs playful noises from inside and smiled knowingly.
Everyone has their roots, and for Ryan, this was his.
Walking along the wall, he observed the playing children, trying not to draw too much attention.
But as Murphyâs Law would have it, the more careful he was, the less he achieved his goal.
He had planned to walk along the wall to the directorâs office, but something blocked his way.
âIs that Brother Ryan?â
A young voice called out, and Ryan looked down to see a little boy about the height of his thigh staring up at him earnestly.
âCharlieâ¦â
Caught red-handed, Ryan felt a bit embarrassed and quickly put his finger to his lips.
But before he could shush him, Charlie had already clung tightly to his leg and shouted at the top of his lungs, drowning out the other childrenâs noise.
âBrother Ryan is back! Come on, everyone!â
As if afraid Ryan would leave, and unable to refuse Charlieâs enthusiasm, Ryan let him hang onto his leg.
Ryan turned his head, slightly dazed, to see all the kids in the yard staring at him with eyes as green as hungry wolves spotting a rabbit.
Well, sneaking around was no longer an option.
Five minutes later, Ryan was thoroughly subdued, with seven kids clinging to him and another in his arms, as he trudged to find a spot to sit in the yard.
The orphanage housed many children of varying ages, from infants to nearly grown teenagers.
The younger ones clung to Ryan, while the older ones stood by with a bit more composure.
But their looks were the sameâadoring and hopeful.
âBrother Ryan, youâre finally back, we missed you so much!â
âYeah, I missed you all too.â
âBrother Ryan, where have you been? What did you do?â
âUh, just work stuff, nothing much to talk about.â
âWork, wow! Thatâs so cool!â
As the kidsâ big brother figure, this was the usual scene whenever Ryan visited the orphanage.
Surrounded by layers of kids, he answered their endless questions.
Kids are like that,they believe what you tell them and care deeply about living up to your expectations.
Ryan never felt these kids lacked anythingâperhaps just a bit of guidance.
Treat them well, and theyâll treat you the same.
Yet, this adoration overwhelmed Ryan a bit as questions buzzed around him, his head buzzing with the noise.
Occasionally, a little girl would plant a quick kiss on his face and run away shyly before Ryan could even see who it was.
âBrother Ryan, Rosie said she likes you when she was playing with us, she said she wants to be your bride someday!â
âNo way! Brother Ryan, donât listen to him, heâs making it up!â
The girl blushed fiercely as she denied it, while the boy who teased her laughed heartily.
Ryan just smiled calmly. He didnât take the kidsâ kisses seriously,it was just their way of showing affection.
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âDonât talk to girls,â the third rule from Miss Alice seemed a bit too specific.
âRyan, youâre here.â
After a bit of playful chaos, a voice came from outside the crowd.
The kids surrounding Ryan behaved a bit better upon hearing it, though those clinging to him didnât let go.
The crowd parted, and Ryan looked through to see the newcomer, his eyes softening.
âDirector.â
The person was a middle-aged woman, not very old, but with white hair.
Her face bore the marks of time, yet these didnât diminish her kindness.
âYou still remember to call me Director? If Charlie hadnât spotted you, would you have come to see me?â
âYou always sneak the money onto my desk and then slip away. I donât recall raising a âthief.'â
The Director spoke with a smile, her tone devoid of any real reproach. She was extremely fond of this big kid who had grown up in her orphanage.
âUh, itâs because you never want to accept it, Director.â
Ryan spoke with a hint of helplessness, always thinking of ways to help the orphanage, resorting to such tactics.
âWill you kids let Ryan go now? Youâre making his face turn red.â
The Director couldnât help but chuckle at Ryanâs predicament, looking like a big koala with a bunch of little ones clinging to him. After her somewhat stern words, Ryan finally got a bit of relief.
After playing with the kids a bit more, under their reluctant gazes, Ryan followed the Director towards the orphanage office.
Before Mrs. Miller adopted him, the Director had played the role of his parent during those earlier years.
Remember back in school when we used to get into trouble, and the teachers wanted to call our parents? Ryan once had the principal stand in for him.
The principal ended up getting a serious earful from the teacher that afternoon, and when he came out, he looked absolutely green.
Of course, he gave Ryan a good talking-to afterward, but he never brought up the fact that Ryan had him take the fall. I guess he just accepted it as part of the deal.
Time flies like a blink of an eye, and now Ryanâs all grown up.
âRyan, Iâm so happy youâre back. Donât worry too much about things here at the home.â
âYour younger brothers and sisters are all doing well. Just come and visit more often.â
The principal, after years of hard work, walked with a bit of a shuffle.
He suddenly stopped, his gaze softening as he looked at the children playing in the courtyard, then turned back to Ryan and continued.
âRyan, do you remember Bella?â
âWhile you were away, Bella came by and asked about you.â
The principal said with a hint of a smile, knowing Ryan was at the age to start thinking about significant others.
He always thought Bella and Ryan, who had been inseparable since childhood, would make a good match if fate brought them back together.
âBella, huhâ¦â
Ryanâs voice trailed off as an image flashed through his mind.
Just like the kids outside, there used to be a little girl who hung around him, calling him âbig brother.â
It had been about four years since he last saw her. He wondered how she was doing.
Understanding the hint in the old principalâs eyes, Ryan chuckled and shook his head. He wasnât ready for that kind of commitment yet.
The principal just shrugged, noncommittal. Love is like that,everyone tries to guard against it, but when it really hits you, all you can do is open your arms and embrace it.
âRecently, someone else came looking for you. She said her name was Anna, and that sheâs your junior. Do you know her?â