Love Unspoken

Quinn signed, "How do you know so many wild vegetables?"

Alexander, holding a stick, struggled to move forward. "I don't know, as long as it's edible."

Quinn looked surprised but didn't argue with him.

If he said it's edible, then it's edible. Quinn believed every word he said.

After walking a while, the grass and trees inside grew lush, with many wild fruits.

But none of them were edible.

In the innermost part, there was a wild persimmon tree. Alexander pointed with a stick. "That one can be eaten."

As soon as he said that, Quinn put down the box in her hand and ran towards the tree.

"Don't climb the tree!" Alexander shouted from behind.

Quinn arrived at the foot of the tree, looked up, and stretched her hand, but couldn't reach. She jumped a few times, still couldn't grab it. She had to climb the tree to pick the fruit.

Seeing her climb, Alexander frowned and quickly walked over while supporting the branches.

down!"

looked down and saw the anger on his face. She

landed, the man's large hand grasped her cheek. 'Who allowed you to climb up? Are you

wasn't too strong, but

still holding a few persimmons

back." Alexander let

the

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him look very much like a man in his seventies or eighties. Quinn was lost in

them here, without any disturbances. Although they were hungry every day, they were happier than every day in Amber

beach, Quinn washed the wild vegetables using seawater due to limited

Alexander checked the yacht.

Quinn didn't know how to turn it off, it burned for days and nights, running out

hint of joy. This meant they couldn't leave,

the sunrise and sunset together. He only

on the shore and grilled

sea fish, it tasted a bit fishy but still decent,

set up an iron plate on top, also taken from the yacht, which could