In the twilight, Gerling sat at the gorgeous dining table, staring at the delicate candles and flickering candlelight in front of him. He had mixed feelings. Today's dinner was not just a simple gathering, but also a handover of power and responsibility.

"We are all gathered here today to celebrate the difficult and glorious times we have spent together," Gerling stood up and spoke softly. His voice drowned out the noise of others in the restaurant and attracted everyone's attention.

"I know that the past few days have been challenging, but we have come through the ups and downs together, and I am proud to have you as my partners." His eyes wandered between every member around the table, and it was these looks of trust that made him feel warm.

"Gerlin, what are you going to say?" Alpha, who was sitting opposite, frowned slightly, and there was a hint of uneasiness in his tone. "Your words sound like a farewell speech."

"Indeed, Alpha." Gerling said in a deep voice, taking a deep breath, as if he wanted to let out all the entanglement and anxiety in his heart. "I will be away for a while to deal with some personal matters."

A silence spread across the table, and even the lively discussion suddenly disappeared. People looked at each other, and doubts and dissatisfaction spread.

"Gerlin, you can't just leave like this! We still need your leadership!" Millie, who was sitting on the right, said excitedly, her face flushed, as if she was shocked by the news. Her eyes were filled with anxiety, as if a ship had lost its backbone and could capsize at any time in the sea.

"I understand how you feel," Garlin responded quickly, feeling a little guilty. "But this is a lesson I have to face. My departure does not negate our struggles and achievements, but I hope to give you an opportunity, just like I once had."

These words obviously did not ease the uneasiness in everyone's hearts. Tris put down his glass slightly, his eyes firm: "Are you really going to leave? We will be in chaos. How can we move forward without you?"

"Tris, I believe in your abilities." Gerling said sincerely, his eyes firm. "You are the people I trust the most and the successors I look forward to the most. It's time for you to show your talents."

These words floated around the table, as if carrying some kind of magic. Alpha calmed down and spoke in a slightly softer tone, "Gerlin, since you have made your decision, we can only support you. But can you tell us why you chose to leave?"

"This is a question I have been avoiding for a long time. Now is the time to face it." He closed his eyes slightly, recalling the past events that had been entangled in his heart for many years. His voice became a little softer. "I feel guilty about my family. My father left me when I was very young, and my mother has been shouldering all the responsibilities alone. Now she is seriously ill, and I must go back to take care of her."

The table fell silent instantly, and everyone's eyes turned to sympathy and understanding. Tris said in a deep voice: "I'm sorry about this, Gerling. Family is always the most important thing, and it is your unshirkable duty to take care of your mother."

"Yes," Garlin nodded, his tone firm. "And I hope you can stay united and support each other during this time. I will try my best to stay in touch and make sure that our work will not be affected during my absence."

Millie wiped her eyes with a handkerchief and said in a much softer tone: "We will, Gerling. Don't worry, we will think of you."

Gerling breathed a sigh of relief and smiled, as if the burden on his heart had been relieved a little at this moment. "Thank you for your understanding. The road ahead may be tortuous, but I believe you will get better and better." After saying that, he raised his glass and motioned for everyone to drink together.

Suddenly, the mood became warm, and the aroma of food and wine filled the air, seemingly dispelling the gloom of the impending separation. Everyone began to talk about recent work progress and future plans, with laughter and toasts coming one after another, and the originally gloomy atmosphere gradually dissipated with the revelry of drinking.

However, Alpha, who was present, could not completely let go. He quietly observed Gerling's expression, as if he could feel the reluctance and worry in his heart. The dinner gradually reached its climax, and everyone was immersed in laughter.

The food was gradually consumed, and the candles on the table began to flicker. Gerling wondered what impact his decision would have on the team. He had to admit that this blessing and responsibility seemed to be intricately intertwined in him.

"Gerlin, where are you going after you leave?" Millie asked, her voice slightly relaxed.

"I'll go home first, and then see what happens next," Garlin replied, with uncertainty in his tone. "But no matter where I am, I'll be thinking of you."

"We'll keep a place for you," Triss put in with a smile. "You must come back, or we'll be really losing our souls."

"Okay, I'll remember this." Gerling smiled, "We'll get together here next time and continue our conversation."

As the drinking progressed, the night became darker, the lights in the restaurant shone with a warm glow, and the people around Gerling seemed to give this time of separation some new meaning. Even though there are many challenges ahead, he still believes that this friendship will become an important force in his life.

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