The driver looked at the crack in the rear window. "Mr. Kingston, the car..."

"Never mind that. Was the water splashed on him?"

"Yes."

"Good."

The driver was speechless.

It had always felt like Yale had been holding himself back. He would either explode in silence or do something twisted while still suppressing himself.

Ever since Yale broke through the normal conventions and began to let loose, people rarely understood him.

Olivia observed the buildings in the village. "Ethan, was this place eroded by natural disasters in the past?"

"That's right, young lady. More than 20 years ago, there was a flood in our village. That flood was quite something.

"Our village is poor, and no one could patch things up, so the buildings remain the same as they were 20 years ago."

man walked over to them. "Are you here to invest in the

from the other residents of the village. They looked rich at

to escape poverty and get rich, so the residents of this village admired the others a lot. They wished that some rich man would come over and invest in their

the flood wash a young girl

I can't say for sure. Many people and houses were

Olivia's expression. "Did you

yet. Do you

head.

Ethan turned red in the face. "Liv, I just. I smoke a little when I'm bored.

I'm looking for

is very fair, and she has large eyes. She's

old man said, "I can't possibly remember something from so long ago. It's not that I don't want to help you,

there was no one else in

you talking about that sickly child in the Wright

at Ethan.

"Wright is the last name of Krystal's maternal grandfather. But this young girl you're

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