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.”

give it back to me." After finishing speaking, he stretched out his hand to grab it, "My grandfather

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

his hand, "What else does it refer

around, constantly calculating in her

numbers that make up

For example, the first answer decoded corresponds to the letter s, the second corresponds to the letter i, the

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

turned over

letter e, the second corresponds to the letter a, the third corresponds to the letter g, the fourth corresponds to the letter I, and the last

front and back together mean “Silver Eagles!" S~ᴇaʀᴄh the Find ɴøᴠel.nᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ to

"Um." Fair nodded.

the pendant back to Anderson, "I think this is the answer." “You're so smart.” There was admiration in Anderson's

didn't think of it

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