Crystal's POV:

My heart sank. I made this wooden whistle by copying the one Rufus had made for me in the past. Rufus now scrutinized the whistle carefully. Did it shake loose some memory of his?

Laura and I glanced at each other at the same time and guessed each other's thoughts. She was also afraid that Rufus would remember something.

After studying the whistle for a long time, Rufus turned to me and asked, "Did you make this yourself?" Sᴇaʀch Thᴇ Find ɴøᴠel.nᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

"Of course," I replied firmly.

I was a little flustered and didn't know what was running through his mind.

My own mind was thoroughly muddled up. But whatever.

wooden whistle looked familiar, he wouldn't remember anything if I continued to insist that

made another whistle for himself back then too. However, it was a slim possibility. Rufus' original intention for carving this whistle was to make

mind, relief coursed through my veins and I could face Rufus' questions more

commented with a faint

habit as me."

didn't understand the meaning behind his words. But judging from the expression on his face, it didn't look like he had remembered anything from the past. From the corner of my eye, I spotted

a child, I attended a woodwork class for a while. I liked to leave a subtle mark on all my

Laura's helpless expression, I knew Rufus had

just a coincidence?" Rufus

assumed this tiny mark was also a necessary part of the whistle, so I kept it. How would I know it was actually Rufus' signature? How could I possibly

don't you answer me?" Rufus

this was just a coincidence. No one would believe that. My copy was so accurate that even the position and shape of his signature were perfectly identical. There was no such coincidence in

face and Rufus couldn't see

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