On the way back, although Vane looked after Fusheng just as he always did, Fusheng could tell that he was in low spirits.
After Vane handed him a bottle of water, he sat down beside him, his lips pressed into a tight line, remaining silent. Fusheng didn't have the heart to even look at Alvano, who was sitting nearby. He didn't want Vane to be unhappy, but he didn't know what to do. Was he really expected to call Vane—who looked even younger than him—muer? It was too humiliating.
He had already gone through a fair amount of mental preparation just to call Pag "muer." Besides, he had already decided that he liked Alvano, and since Pag was Alvano’s muer, then naturally he was his muer too. But Vane wasn’t his muer.
Chapter 42