He Juan collected himself so fast that it made Mu Yuze wonder if that was how all adults behaved or if it was just how the man really was.
When he loosened his arms around Mu Yuze and pulled back, there was none of the signs that he had lost control of his emotions earlier, if not for the thin red veins in his eyes that could be mistaken due to the lack of sleep.
"Sorry, I didn't mean to…" he whispered, slightly ashamed at his momentary lapse of control. "Does it hurt?" His beautiful silver eyes were filled with remorse as they landed on each injured part of Mu Yuze's body, wishing for nothing but to bear all of them on the boy's behalf.
