You Hit My Heart by Kylie Stanford

He thought of not going, but then he thought, if she met the younger Mr. Walsh again tonight, he might give her a hard time and he was afraid she could not handle it. So he better go and keep an eye on her.

He then drove alone to the International Exhibition Center.

Because he came late, the buffet banquet had already started, and people had been gathering up, clinking glasses, and chatting.

He scanned around and didn't see any sign of her. She might have been talking and drinking somewhere.

"Wow. So good! So awesome!"

The cheers and clapping sounded continuously.

His attention was drawn to a group of children. In a corner of the hall, there was a small playground. In the playground, there were slides, blocks, and all sorts of handmade toys, but what really caught his attention was the dart board hanging on the wall.

Luther's eyes narrowed slightly.

He seemed to see a familiar figure. It was the pretty-looking little boy he saw at the airport last time!

in the arm with a slingshot in the airport. It left quite

darts with a

the playground. Anderson had been in the playground for a while and felt a little bored. When he

picked up a dart and threw it casually at the board and it hit

girl leaped and shouted with joy beside him, clapping her hands all the

years old, expressed his displeasure, "What the heck, it's a trick for kids. Anyone can just hit the bullseye.” Sure, the boy in front of him looked like he was only three years old, so how could

a disdainful look, "Then show

darts in his hand to the eight year old

took the darts

at the bullseye, the eight-year-old boy squinted, aimed

mention the bullseye, the dart did

The eight-year-old boy yelled, and then he grabbed all the remaining darts from Anderson's hand. One by one,

that be? He missed it every time? But it seemed so easy when

delicate cute girl made

not bear the embarrassment and argued loudly, "He just had some