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."

walked over to them. "Are you here

from the other residents of the village. They

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

shifted a little. "Did the flood wash a

say for sure. Many people and houses

changes in Olivia's

sure yet. Do

shook his head. "Do

an unopened box of cigarettes from Ethan's pocket. Ethan turned red in the face. "Liv, I just. I smoke a

the old man. "Sir, please help me. I'm looking for a young woman. She was about seven

she has

"I can't possibly remember something from so long ago. It's

try to remember, sir. The young girl lived with her grandmother, and there was no one else in that house. She has a sharp chin, and she's very

that sickly child in the

looked at Ethan.

the last name of Krystal's maternal grandfather.

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