Love Unspoken

Walter walked on the green grass, heading toward the Mansion with slow steps. As he pushed open the rusty iron gate, it let out a creaking sound. Crossing the knee-high weeds, he easily walked in. Arriving in front of the main building of the Mansion, there was no smile on his face. If Alexander were here, he would see the sadness in Walter's eyes at this moment. Walter stood at the door for a long time, the gentle breeze blowing his short hair and long coat.

The dark red robe he wore stood out conspicuously among the lush greenery, looking out of place and discordant, like a prominent mistake in this world.

After a while, he finally took a step forward toward the gate.

The gate was not locked, so it was easy to enter.

The interior was cluttered, filled with spider webs and thick mud everywhere, appearing chaotic at first sight.

The more Walter walked in this Mansion, the more complex his expression became.

In Sylvadora's legend, this place was known as the haunted house, where some college students once came to explore, and two of them were scared out of their wits.

Since then, no one visited this place again.

For some reason, it was not demolished; it was just left abandoned here.

Walter was very familiar with this Mansion, and even though it was a mess everywhere, he could still find the stairs accurately.

he walked on the ground, countless bugs crawled

over every place as if he could

example, that wall should have had a painting, and in

nothing, just

morning light outside, there

if trying to reconstruct every corner of the

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reached the end of the corridor

bed, wearing a white sweater with a bun on her head, facing

unconsciously called out, and the person sitting on the

quiet air became even more silent as if one could hear even

familiar confusion in

shoulders, his tone and expression somewhat

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eyes and making her believe that he was indeed her brother. Once Quinn's wariness disappeared, Walter sat down beside her, not minding the