You Hit My Heart by Kylie Stanford

Luther took a few steps to catch up with Joyce and reached out to pull her in.

Joyce turned her head, feigning surprise, "Why did you follow me here? I told the driver not to wait for me, it would just waste everyone's time." “I also told the driver not to wait for me." Luther replied faintly.

"So how are you going to get back? Have Aaron pick you up? It takes him more than three hours to come and go." Joyce asked knowingly, "Forget it, I don't want to ask you. I'll go find my phone first."

She walked all the way back, until she walked near the beach, passing by the previous tarot card stall, and the soothsayer had closed the stall, leaving only an empty tent.

She searched around the tent and found nothing.

Then she continued on her way and returned to the hair accessories stall she had visited with Juanita earlier.

The store had not yet closed.

Joyce went up and asked, "Hello, my friend and I just bought some hair accessories here. Have you seen a red cell phone left here?"

The shopkeeper shook his head, "Sorry, I haven't seen it. You can go look elsewhere.”

"Strange, I obviously sent a text message nearby. It probably slipped out of my pocket, but it should be nearby." Joyce pretended to try to recall, "It can't be wrong, it must be nearby.”

find out.” Luther

hair accessory stall was also closing. They leaned over to the tent. “Listen carefully, I think I can hear a little faint ringing of my cell phone." Joyce followed the sound

Luther dialed again.

and louder, and Joyce searched for a moment in the reef bush and finally found

good thing I didn't lose it. There are a lot of important records in there, and it's a lot of trouble to lose

found my phone. Now what? How are you

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answer, she'll think I didn't tell you. Not good." Joyce pointed to Luther's phone, “It won't take you a minute to get back to her. Don't

glanced at her coldly, and then

up almost

and cold as if

"Not going back tonight.”

tomorrow, there's

you take