Capter 680 A Gentle Touch

The following morning, her biological clock almost failed her. It was the sound of Josiah freshening up that roused her from sleep.

After a day of rest, the exhaustion from the day before finally revealed itself. No sooner had she sat up than a wave of fatigue and backache washed over her, as if she’d been run over by a truck.

It’s time I focus on strengthening my body and exercising more.

Upon hearing the noise from outside, Josiah hurriedly emerged from the bathroom, apologizing, “I’m sorry if I woke you. I intended to wake you only after I finished freshening up!

Lysander had slept rather soundly that night, so much so that she almost overslept. Upon hearing his voice, it felt as though she was still in a dream, until the bustling sounds from the nearby street reached

her ears.

The next moment, the sound of fireworks, which had become a rarity in the city, began to resonate.

Bewildered, Lysander gazed toward the direction of the curtains, only speaking once the noise had subsided. “Seems like the festival of the deities has started.”

Josiah’s eardrums throbbed with pain. He had never imagined that the festival of the deities was such a grand affair,

As a child, Lysander had visited her hometown with Maverick a few times, gaining some understanding of the local customs. When it was time to leave, she shared a few more insights with Josiah.

“The festival of the deities originally started as a ritual. In my hometown, they would mark its beginning with fireworks, welcoming the deities. The front desk lady mentioned yesterday that the parade should be starting soon.”

Josiah had never seen it before. Initially, he just wanted to spend time with Lysander. But at that moment, he was genuinely intrigued by it.

The two casually grabbed a bag of breadsticks from a breakfast stall near the hotel, then headed together toward the street where the festival of the deities was being held. Along the way, the streets were teeming with tourists, even more bustling than the wholesale mall they had visited the day before.

Leveraging his height, Josiah held a breadstick in one hand while keeping Lysander close with the other, preventing them from being separated by the crowd,

Lysander glanced at the arm blocking her path, feeling slightly uncomfortable. She shifted to the side, finished the breadstick in her hand, and said, “I’m full.”

merely eaten

was worried that she hadn’t eaten enough. Silently, he secured the top of the brown paper bag and shifted it to the crook of his army, saying, “There’s

then.” Lysander took the opportunity to put a little distance

filled with people heading to the start of the parade to join the festivities. The two of them could only maintain

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to hand one of the cups to Josiah when two playful

can’t catch

attention to where he was going and ran straight into Lysander, who tried to dodge but was too slow.

about to breathe a sigh of relief, another little boy, chasing after his friend, came barreling toward her. Unable to stop in time,

unexpectedly bent down to check on Lysander, and

soft sensation brush against his

lips. She had just eaten a breadstick and hadn’t had the chance to wipe her mouth, feeling so embarrassed she wished the ground would swallow her up. “I’m sorry. I’ll get you a

she remember that the clothes she was wearing were hastily bought the previous day, leaving her no time to

he took her hand, gently brushing the back of it–which had

be considered a

isn’t convenient to keep tissues in

to ask him if he had mistaken her hand for a tissue

off the situation just because they were young. Instead, she seriously took them aside and said,

After realizing they had carelessly run into someone, they hung their heads in remorse and apologized, “Miss, we’re

smile, she said, “It’s alright. Just be more careful in the

agreement, a sight

your mother?

man by her side, the child’s mother breathed a sigh of relief

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