You Hit My Heart by Kylie Stanford

Anderson climbed up from the haystack and took a bottle of mineral water from the table.

He opened it and drank it with a "gulu gulu” sound.

Although the same age, Fair was eight months older than him. Fair's mental age was also far beyond his actual age. Even in some ways more mature, for example in life skills.

For example, he could find such a hiding place without being discovered.

There were food reserves and hay beds, which was really incredible. Anderson sat aside and looked at Fair's profile. Cleaned up, she looked much more comfortable. Delicate contours, big glaring eyes, lively and vibrant.

At the moment, Fair was concentrating on deciphering the association between numbers.

"How about it? Any clues?" Anderson asked, “I've studied it for a long time and haven't found out how to open the mechanism."

Fair pondered for a moment, "It may not be a mechanism. It can't be opened.”

it back to me." After finishing speaking, he stretched

go, "Wait, that's not what I meant. I mean,

"What else does

around, constantly calculating in

think it's more like a combination of numbers that make up a certain meaning. Wait, I think

rule, I think they are more like referring to letters. For example, the first answer decoded corresponds to the letter s, the second corresponds to the

silver. What about the reverse side, take a look how to open it." Anderson became interested and almost

over

to the letter a, the third

a moment, “Put together, it's eagle. So the front and back together mean “Silver Eagles!" S~ᴇaʀᴄh the Find ɴøᴠel.nᴇt

"Um." Fair nodded.

There was admiration in Anderson's eyes. Although he couldn't fully trust Fair, he still

think of it at

he had always thought that the pendant had a mechanism and could be opened. In fact, it was not. The pendant only had a