True Love Waits

After she placed the burning incense in the censer, Evelyn took a stack of money from her purse and put it in the collection box before she left.

There were many things that were new to her, many things that she never saw in Y City. Evelyn couldn't help herself. She was drawn to the souvenirs.

"Tayson, I'm kinda thirsty." She forgot to bring her water bottle with her when she left the car, and there wasn't a convenience store in sight.

After checking her surroundings with concern, Tayson accidentally saw a man smiling at Evelyn from a distance. "Wait here. I'll get your water. I'll be back soon," he said. "Okay." Evelyn waited for him under a bodhi tree.

As she took her phone from her bag, a shabbily-dressed old woman walked towards her. "Miss..."

Evelyn raised her head and asked, "What's wrong?"

"Ahem! Ahem! Miss, can you do me a favor?" The old woman looked to be in her eighties. Her voice was thin and reedy once she cleared her throat. She was too weak to stand on her crutch. She looked pitiful.

"What is it?" 'Did she want money?' Evelyn was ready to give her some.

The old lady said with a smile, "I want to bring some food for my granddaughter, but I don't have the money for the bus, and I can't go on foot." She looked at her crutch with disdain. "Can you go for me? Ahem..." The old woman didn't seem to be in good health. She kept coughing.

After a short pause, Evelyn answered, "I don't know. Your daughter might be out of my way."

"There's only one road out of town. She's just past the checkpoints at the border." She showed Evelyn the backpack. "It's not too heavy. There's not a lot in there. I made some buns for her, and I packed some sugar and a few other things. Will you please help me?"

'The border checkpoints?' Evelyn knew about the border checkpoints. When they arrived in town, there were a few lines waiting to be inspected, and it took them twenty minutes to get through the checkpoint. All kinds of people crossed the border, so the inspectors were quite strict.

"So how do I get a hold of your granddaughter?" Evelyn was too kind to turn her down.

The old woman handed her the backpack and smiled kindly. "Thank you, miss. You are a good person. I have her teacher's phone number..."

When Evelyn was looking at her slightly worn-out backpack, a familiar male voice

around to see who it

gave it back to the old woman. "Sorry, we

going to cry.

find someone else because we're not leaving the town today," Sheffield said with an

turned down the old

and tried to drive the old woman away. "Hey, lady! Scram! She has a bodyguard! You're lucky, I like you. But her bodyguard? He doesn't like

angrily, "I can make my own decisions, guy! Did I

not like

the crap. I don't want anything to do with you! You're not special, not romantic. Just mean!"

Evelyn told him coldly, "See that guy over there? If he comes any closer, get rid of

like what you think.

'He called her "that old woman"? What a

to block

no choice but to give up. After all, she didn't help the old woman and now she wouldn't

because of what had happened, so she

crouching on the ground, crying, holding his head. When they finally were at the head of the line, Evelyn rolled down the car window and looked at the

were a number of border patrol officers, surrounding him and a backpack on the ground.

one that the old woman had asked her to bring

officials checking the trunk of their car, "What's wrong

and explained, "He was trying to get a lot of contraband through the border. He insisted that he was helping an old woman. We asked him to tell us what she looked like. Although he gave

out in a cold sweat as she stared at the opened backpack. Buns were scattered on

The officer found nothing unusual in their car. He signaled them to hand over their ID cards. Then Tayson closed the car trunk and went to

ID card over to the officer, and her mind was full of Sheffield's