"what she likes best..." Quinton frowned and tried to recall it.

"The thing she used to love the most was...

nice food." "What?" Renee's eyes grew wide in surprise.

Joanne was such a sensitive, timid, and world-weary person now...

but maybe she used to be passionate and lively back then.

"When she was young, she loved eating and was chubby.

Her favorite food was s'mores pops," Quinton recalled slowly, unable to hide the smile on his face.

My foster mother doted on her back then, and she would sometimes bring Joanne to the market to buy Joanne her favorite s'mores pops.

Joanne would always enjoy them, and she'd stuff her mouth full of them.

she would always keep some for me in

how Joanne would drag him to a corner every time she came home from the market, then dig in her clothes, telling him she

have melted and stained her clothes by then, and she

and he'd always feel bad for

heart warmed as

was a perfect sister, and I'm grateful she was there

also very jealous of your relationship with her." Renee found it a pity that they had ended up in such a fierce conflict

"That was the past.

no use talking about that now.” Quinton stopped smiling and waved dismissively, forcing

other hand, was

happened in the past..." An idea dawned on Renee, and she suggested to Quinton excitedly, "Why don't you make s'mores pops for Joanne? Maybe she'll understand your

do such a girlish thing." "You think you can't because

the idea, are you?" Renee tried to suppress

men always said things they

said he was reluctant, but he actually wanted

and wanted to make it up to her but he was too

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