Chapter 1277: Born to Be Lonely

The two of them were silent for a moment before Sam extended an invitation. "Shall we take a walk?" "Sure." Kelvin did not refuse; in fact, he had many questions to ask Sam. Behind the ancient temple was a small courtyard with green bricks and black tiles, and tall osmanthus trees planted nearby. Although the season for osmanthus fragrance had long passed, the trees were still lush and green. Walking along the path felt serene and peaceful. After a few minutes, Sam suddenly stopped and casually pulled a ribbon hanging from a tree. "I don't believe in Buddhism, but I like coming here." Kelvin also stopped and turned to look at Sam, his deep black eyes filled with curiosity. "Why?" Sam smiled faintly, like a summer breeze passing through a vast, desolate land, bringing with it a sense of loneliness. "Because this place reminds me of home." As a child, he thought home was a shackle and desperately wanted to escape. Growing up, he realized home was a haven and desperately wanted