My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

I took a step back, lowered my voice, and said, "I'm about to sleep soon. Let's talk about it tomorrow."

There was no response as if no one was there, but I noticed that the shadow under the door never moved.

As he was waiting, Hendrix changed his mind and returned. He deliberately controlled his footsteps so that he wouldn't make any noise. His footsteps were so silent that I didn't notice him until he arrived next to me. I leaned against his frame gently.

The three of us were only separated by a door, but it felt like life or death.

After a long while, Irvin finally replied, "Have a good rest. I will grant you your wish tomorrow."

Then, his shadow flashed and disappeared in the direction of his room.

It was not until the footsteps disappeared that I let out a sigh of relief and murmured to myself, "To fulfill my wish... Is Irvin bringing me to see my child?"

Hendrix's deep voice sounded out, "Do you still think he's Santa Claus?"

His tone sounded strange.

Irvin for a long

breathed out a cloud of smoke in the howling wind, as if he had something difficult

the window, and turned to face him. "Smoking is bad for you, yet you want to inhale your own

sill. Then,

worry about being discovered. I'll open the window

with great interest. "Who would you choose if you had to make

I dreaded the most, and I didn't expect to hear it from Hendrix. After a brief period of shock, I looked at his serious appearance and couldn't help laughing, "Hendrix, you know, you are very much like those youngsters. They are very jealous, um... You are more difficult to please than them. You are even

glanced away sheepishly, saying, "I already know your answer. It's just as

laughed. "Who do you think I'll

Arianna, do you know that no matter who you're up against, I will choose you

joking, with a casual look, which made me unsure whether I should be happy

wait for my response and

he jumped out, and