Sylvester arrived at the library and was about to enter when the gamekeeper stopped him and said righteously, "You can''t get in."


    Not wanting to argue, Sylvester grabbed the disciple by the cor, hoisted him into the air, and hung him on a barbed hook outside the door. The disciple screamed in fear.


    Sylvester knocked him out and walked in with long strides.


    Upon entering, he saw L squatting by the bookshelf, curled up with her head buried in her knees, lost in thought.


    Her small figure evoked a strong sense of pity.


    Sylvester slowly walked towards L.


    Scarlett, clutching a booklet, watched L with concern, clearly unsure of what to do.


    It wasn''t until arge hand pulled her away that she saw it was Trenton, and she silently followed him out.


    Scarlett said, "Trenton, L seems off."


    Trenton asked, "What''s wrong?"


    Thinking of what L had told her, Scarlett shook her head, then sighed and said, "It feels like she''s endured a lot of suffering that ordinary people can''t bear." Although Scarlett didn''t know what L had gone through, she could clearly sense the strong helplessness emanating from her soul.


    She even wanted to hug L.


    Trenton rubbed Scarlett''s head and smiled.


    Scarlett still had the heart to care for others, which was a good sign. "Let''s give them some space," Trenton said.


    Scarlett, who was worried about L, didn''t leave but squatted on the steps outside the library, her big eyes staring intently at L inside. Trenton sighed inwardly and had no choice but to stay outside with Scarlett.


    Looking down at the swirl of hair on Scarlett''s round head, Trenton felt helpless.


    He thought. ''Oh well, she''s still a child; let her be.''


    Sylvester walked up to L, knelt on one knee, cupped her small face in his hands, gently lifted it, and softly asked, "Babe, what''s wrong?"


    L slowly raised her head, her slightly upturned eyes tinged with red. At this moment, she looked both pure and alluring, with a hint of vulnerability. Sylvester hadn''t seen such a fragile L in a long time. A bloodthirsty fierceness shed in his eyes as he said, "Who bullied you?"


    L just tilted her head and stared at him until imprinting every feature of Sylvester''s face into her mind before uttering, "Sylvester." She looked just like a joey trapped in a cage, full of grievances.


    Sylvester gently stroked L''s soft cheek with his thumb, feeling heartbroken. "Yes, I''m here."


    L opened her arms, hugged Sylvester tightly, and kissed him.


    Sylvester picked up L, ced her on an empty bookshelf, and epted her passionate kiss.


    L clung to Sylvester''s neck, fiercely kissing him back.


    Sylvester squinted and noticed the fine hairs on L''s face. He then hugged her tighter, as if trying to merge her into his warm chest, and responded to her gently to give her a sense of security. Scarlett blinked her big round eyes and quietly asked, "Trenton, what are L and Sylvester doing?"


    Trenton''s ears gradually turned red. Seeing Scarlett''s curious expression, he grabbed her by the belt and walked away.


    Gradually, L became exhausted, releasing Sylvester and gasping for breath, her head resting on his shoulder. Her voice was filled with helplessness. "Sylvester, you''re all I have."


    In this lifetime, the only person she could trust was Sylvester."Sylvester, I want to go back."