bChapter /bb100 /b

bI /bbthought /bbfor /ba while, and the other bend /bof bthe /bphone remained quiet, as if giving me time to thinkb, /b

After a moment, I bspoke /bin a low bvoice/b: “Evanb… /bwould bit /bbbe /btoo presumptuous if I asked you to bhelp /bme investigate something?b” /b

b“/bLet’s hear bit/b.” His tone was calm, but I could bdetect /ba hint of seriousness.

1 gripped my phone tightly and briefly exined how Ashley’s published silver moongrass stabilizer form was giarized, and that she had bypassed necessary clinical procedures and would soon bring bit /bto market.

During my exnation, I hid my identity as Moonveil, and he didn’t probe too much into why I knew about this matter.

“This drug will harm bpeople/bb, /bbut no one bis /bwilling bto /bintervene now. bI/bb… /bhope byou /bcan help me, at least dy its market release.b” /b

The other end of the phone fell silent for a whileb, /bas if weighing something. After a moment, Evan spoke tly: “Do you have bevidence/bb?/bb” /b

“I’m still collecting bit,/bb” /bI answered honestlyb. /b“That internal medical forum’s server is overseas and has been shut down. A lot of data bwas /bblost/b, bso /bbwe /bmight bnot /bbe

able to find the original posts from back thenb./bb” /b

‘Alright.” He said it simply, but his btone /bbwas /bdifferent from the earlier casualnessb–/bit now carried a sense of certainty and authority.

asked somewhat incredulouslyb: /b“You’ll really help meb?/bb” /b

Evan said: b“/bbIt’s /bhard to exin over the phone. How about thise camping, we’ll talk face to face. I guarantee this won’t dy your investigation bprogress/b.”

agreed immediately.

The next day around 2 bPM/b, I drove to the campsite. When I arrived, Evan and Liz had just gotten there too.

he people Evan brought were helping to set up tents and barbecue grills.

t had snowed for several days recently, and the mountains were covered with snow.

eeing that I’d arrived, Liz came over and took my hand, saying she wanted to build a snowman with me.

uilding a snowman wasn’t difficult for me.

efore long, we had built a small snowman.

biz /bhad even specially prepared a scarf for the snowman. After finishing it, she ran to ask the servants to help her find a scarf and carrots.

van walked over to me and crouched down beside me, saying: “I’ve already had people start investigating the cirction path of Ashley’s form, as well as le clinical data she submitted. We should have results soon.”

ly heart jolted–I hadn’t expected him to act so quickly.

arranged the snowman while saying: “I didn’t expect you to believe what I said.”

bvan’s /bgaze looked toward the end of the snowy field, his tone still calm: “The things you care about don’t happen without reason. Since you think this matter is nportant, then bit’s /bworth my attention.”

opened my mouth, wanting to say something, but ultimately only managed: “Thank you.”

iz ran bover /bhappily, holding two scarves in her hands, her beyes /bcrescent–shaped with joy as she said: “We need to build another big one! One big and one small b/bgether, bjust /blike me and Aunt Aurora!b” /b

he turned to look bat /bEvan and said sweetly: “Uncle, will you help toob? /bYou’re the strongest–help me pile the snow higher!”

van looked down at her small, earnest bface /bandplied without objection.

le took off his gloves, rolled up his bsleeves/b, and silently followed bLiz’s /brequestsb, /bseriously building therge snowmanb. /b

Chapter TOO

Fase snow bslipped /bthrough his fingers, the wind blowing his dark coat, his movements very gentle and patient.

As bi /bhelped Liz decorate the small snowman bwhile /bwatching this scene, 1 felt somewhat dazed.

1 had once desperately hoped to have a child with Ferris, a happy family of three, just like this.

After the snowman was finished, Liz excitedly pulled me aside, wanting to take photos with me as a memento,

Evan picked up his phone and stood bin /bthe snow, pointing the camera at Liz and me.

But he seemed to bbe /bthinking about something and never pressed the shutter.

His blips /bmoved slightly, as if he said something, but his voice was carried away by the wind – I couldn’t make out the words.

with a bhint of /bconfusion, I asked, “Evan, what was that you just said?”