Sylvia's POV:

"Why?" I was curious to hear her answer.

Alva propped her chin in the palm of her hand and looked a little depressed. "I don't know why. But my brother never comes to see me on this day every month."

"Didn't your brother tell you why?" I asked in confusion.

"He refused to tell me because I'm a kid." Alva snorted.

I couldn't help but laugh at that. "Your brother is also a kid."

"But my brother is taller than me." Alva countered, resting her arms on her hips. "I've eaten so many onions but haven't grown even an inch taller." Sᴇaʀᴄh thᴇ FɪndNovᴇl.nᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

"Onions?"

up with disgust. "I hate onions. They are smelly. But my brother said

grow up." I sat beside her and grabbed her hand, gesturing a tentative height on the

nodded with a smile.

the wall I had rested my finger and drew a horizontal line. "This is my second wish." "Can

she clenched her fist and patted her chest. "It will definitely

That's my wish too." I

a very talkative girl. Although she was young, I could connect with her. She had answers to all my questions, even though some was too bizarre to make any sense. I also realized she had a strong memory. Although she couldn't see, she could

a long time, but it was

avoiding us. If it was a deliberate effort, it would be difficult to find

couldn't come and see Alva in the orphanage often. After all, Geoffrey had

eating candies. Just then, an idea occurred to me. I gave her my phone

When you see your brother next time, you can ask him to call me on this number." After a pause, I added, "And if you want, you can also

tell my brother. I will also secretly

about Alva the most than anyone else. If he knew that I had

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