My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

That was the most reassuring New Year that we'd ever had in these five years. So we spent a few more days in Ucrebury and returned to Jarold City on the sixth day of the new year.

It was only when it was time for us to leave that Uncle Trent stepped out of the house with Anne in his arms, teasing each other.

After the new year, Anne had gained some weight, and it was a little challenging for Uncle Trent to carry her. He was panting at that moment. However, he did not complain, but kept teasing Anne, making her giggle.

"Uncle Trent, let me do it," Hendrix said. He was afraid that he would get exhausted, so he went forward to carry Anne.

Uncle Trent was not willing to let go of the child immediately. He adjusted the scarf around Anne's neck. He then looked at Hendrix and me uneasily before he let out a sigh, passing Anne over to Hendrix. "Anne, when you go back, remember to call your granduncle more often. Got it?" Uncle Trent said. He looked at Anne with a smile on his face.

an obedient girl, and her voice was sweet and adorable. Aunt Nerissa and Aunt Kennedy started to tear up, and they

while letting out a long sigh. He looked up at Hendrix and me. He then said sincerely, "You both are tired of my nagging, so I won't say anything more. Be careful and take good care of the child. Remember

him, "It doesn't matter. We live quite close to each other and we can meet up whenever we want." This was also why Hendrix and I had decided to spend this New Year in Ucrebury. sᴇaʀᴄh thᴇ FɪndNøvel.ɴᴇt website

and friends, Uncle Trent and his family were relatively lonely. As we lived quite far from him, we felt guilty that we couldn't stay by his side. On the New Year, which was such an

by our ancestors for granted. You are still too young!" "Don't worry, I'll make sure we visit them," Hendrix said. He stepped forward to mediate the awkward tension, and I could only stand by his side, like

of human relations, which had lasted thousands of years, was passed down from generation to generation. To make it last, everyone needed to reciprocate. It was so precious that the older generation was still holding onto these

a moment, he didn't say anything, and his reluctance to part with Anne was

Aunt Kennedy's voice rang out, "Alright, you won't be able