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At the T City airport, Titus Zane dragged his suitcase and strode forward, ignoring the man pleadingly explaining behind him.
Jon lugged a huge suitcase behind him, his handsome face unusually tense.
"...Carry, listen to my explanation, I have a fear of being alone... that's why I sneaked into your room..."
Titus Zane really wanted to turn around and say, "To hell with your fear of being alone!" He knew very well how independent and mature kids overseas are, traveling around the world alone at the age of twelve or thirteen, and still talking about fear of being alone, who would believe that!
Jon kept explaining all the way behind Titus Zane, if he wasn't quick enough, he would have been left behind.
In the taxi, watching Titus Zane sternly facing forward, Jon carefully reached out his hand, gently tugged at Titus Zane's clothes, and tentatively spoke, "Carry?"
