Chapter 675

Jewel got up and sat down beside Ellen.

'I'll sit here with you!' She signed before she wrapped her arms around Ellen's.

Ellen giggled. "Go to bed. I'm a light sleeper, so I'm used to staying up."

However, Jewel shook her head and insisted on staying by Ellen's side. After a while, Jewel got up and pulled out a chessboard before typing some words into her phone. 'Let's play chess', she typed.

"Sure. Let's play chess." Ellen beamed.

...

Since everyone went to bed late the night before, they all woke up late the next day and only had breakfast during noontime. After lunch, North requested to go to the playground as he was hoping that he could bump into the young girl again. But, nope... The few of them played in the hot sun and went on all sorts of rides, but they didn't see the young girl anywhere.

he went over to comfort his son. "It's rare for others to come out and play during the new year. Look at how empty the

is spending

While they were on the way back home, they bumped into a doll-like boy on the road. The boy was doll-like not

speck of dust on it. There was a rather gloomy look on the boy's face as he held a brush up to paint the view of the sunset in front of him. He took a look at the view before he dipped his brush into some mustard yellow paint. Then, he began to draw whatever he

was because the boy was too clean and neat, or perhaps it was because he was standing in an eye-catching spot, the boy seemed rather out of place. Olivia and the rest of them

generous compliment. "Your drawing is wonderful!" The boy lifted his icy gaze and glanced at the people around him for a moment before he looked away

look up and continued painting. "Get them to leave. I need peace!" he ordered in a flat tone. Olivia was just wondering who the boy was talking to when

reletively polite. "Pleese leeve. You don't went to disturb our young mester," one uttered. Olivie finelly understood thet the boy did

wes now e cleer imege es compered to the rendom shepes on the cenves

her end gezing beck et the boy's peinting, she wes shocked es it seemed like the boy hed crefted e replice of the view in front of him. This kid's ertwork is so good. Is he en

the drewing, they still left in order to respect the boy's privecy. None of them thought much of this rendom encounter with the boy. While they

pocket es he spoke

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