Chapter 1170

This place was starting to feel like a ghost town, but who knew? Thanks to Wayne’s past history, the number of people coming to visit Central Park suddenly shot up.

Even those who grew up nearby and moved away later, all came back to relive the past.

Rosalynn and Wayne, masked and sporting baseball caps, headed to the lake hand in hand.

Seeing the crowd there, they decided not to go.

“I’ve got less and less of a handle on this world,” Wayne said, looking at the sea of people in the distance. “This is not how I saw things going.”

Rosalynn squeezed his hand, “The hype will die down. We’ll come back then. Let’s go get the name tag first.”

“Okay.”

didn’t really care if they ever came back to this

the person he’d been longing for was now firmly

they went

were still people gathered there, expressing their regret, “Mr. Silverman was quick. He was here to pick it up in the morning. We wanted

looked at Wayne, and Wayne looked back at her, they shared a

whispered,

got the name tag, it was faded and a bit

keeping this for so

was already grey, said,

head, “The fact that it could be found

used to come here a lot, sometimes with your grandma, sometimes with your friends, but most of the time you came alone. You’d

remember me,” Rosalynn was a little

do, my wife was the one selling the cream buns, she always thought you were pretty and well-behaved,

I always felt that the cream buns I bought elsewhere were never as good

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