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.”

mean? Can't you do it either? Then give it back to me." After finishing speaking, he stretched out his hand to grab

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

hand, "What else does it refer

around, constantly calculating in her

that

the first answer decoded corresponds to the letter s, the second corresponds

take a look how to open it." Anderson

over the

e, the second corresponds to the letter a, the third corresponds to the letter g, the fourth

thought for a moment, “Put together, it's eagle. So the front and back together mean “Silver Eagles!" S~ᴇaʀᴄh the Find ɴøᴠel.nᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the

"Um." Fair nodded.

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

didn't think of it

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