You Hit My Heart by Kylie Stanford

“I'm sorry, Anderson. Did that hurt? I'm sorry."

Luther originally only wanted to comb Anderson, and took a fallen hair by the way. He did not expect that he could not have any at all, and desperately, he could only pull a hair from his head.

He felt so heartbroken to see Anderson in just a bit of pain.

But whenever he thought that the child in front of him was most likely his son, he could hardly hold back the excitement in his chest.

“It doesn't matter. It doesn't hurt either.” Anderson glanced back at Luther, "No need to rub it. Mom says that boys need to learn to be strong at an early age."

Anderson spoke with such a heartbreaking maturity. What an understanding young boy he was.

Luther almost choked up at the moment.

How did Joyce keep her baby back then, and how exactly did the mother and son come through all these years.

He had no idea about that, but from the precocious maturity of Anderson, it must be very difficult.

All of this was his fault.

He held Anderson’ hair in his hand.

be, he didn’t want to wait any longer.

young shoulders of Anderson, and when he was close to Anderson, there was always a burst of

look at Anderson, and indeed he looked very similar

of such a possibility at the very beginning. Of course, he was also afraid to have

been lucky enough if she survived that day, and how dared he expect his child to be still

the computer screen, several windows were flashing at

blue window suddenly popped

string

Soon.

cracked and they finally got the password for

“There you go."

Luther, “It's working. Here, you enter a new password. It will be ready

back from his contemplation,

only cracked the password,

so great. Who taught you that? Or did you learn it yourself?" Luther was so surprised. Anderson was less than four years old! He was probably the youngest hacker in

mechanical design. sᴇaʀᴄh

who had taught Anderson something like

need to learn? If you watch it a few more times,