“I'm Eason," the little boy answered, but he didn't call her Monica, keeping his lips tightly shut. He didn't dislike her, but he hadn't completely opened up to her yet.

Monica nodded happily, "Eason, what a lovely name!" She had learned from Tristan that his brother had been seriously ill when he was younger, so the fact that he told her his name meant he didn't dislike her. She thought that if she could get along well with Eason, her relationship with Tristan might improve as well. So, she decided to focus on winning Eason over first. She had to work hard for her happiness in Arkpool City without Daniel!

"Can I ask, does Eason get a chance to go outside and play?" she inquired curiously.

It took Eason a while to understand her question. He shook his head, his lips pressed tightly together, not saying a word. Monica thought for a moment and asked, "So, does Eason spend all day in this room? Never even going outside?"

The little boy nodded.

must be, with no childhood fun or anyone to play games with. "But I have classes; a teacher comes every day to teach me," Eason shared

nodded thoughtfully, "Has Eason learned math? Math can

math. Math is about Arabic

the child didn't find her boring. She also didn't know how long Tristan would be talking with Uncle Ding, so she needed

learned gradually.” The little boy nodded. "I want to play.” Who wouldn't want to play games? Especially a special child like him who had been living in the hospital for

listen carefully!" The little boy nodded with interest and listened intently as she spoke. "1+1=2, can you read it with me?" Her eyes were filled with encouragement. Eason tried to speak, "1+1=2."

"Great, let's continue! 2+2=4."

"2+2=4."

"Well done, 4+4=8!"

"4+4=8."

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