The driver looked at the crack in the rear window. "Mr. Kingston, the car..."

"Never mind that. Was the water splashed on him?"

"Yes."

"Good."

The driver was speechless.

It had always felt like Yale had been holding himself back. He would either explode in silence or do something twisted while still suppressing himself.

Ever since Yale broke through the normal conventions and began to let loose, people rarely understood him.

Olivia observed the buildings in the village. "Ethan, was this place eroded by natural disasters in the past?"

"That's right, young lady. More than 20 years ago, there was a flood in our village. That flood was quite something.

"Our village is poor, and no one could patch things up, so the buildings remain the same as they were 20 years ago."

old man walked over to them. "Are you here to

from the other residents of the village.

to escape poverty and get rich, so the residents of this village admired the others a lot. They wished that some rich man would come over

"Did the flood wash a young

sure. Many people and houses were

noticed the changes in Olivia's expression. "Did you think of

yet. Do you

shook his head. "Do

Ethan turned red in the face. "Liv, I just. I smoke a little when I'm

help me. I'm looking for a young woman. She was about seven when

very fair, and she has large eyes. She's in ill health

long ago. It's

to remember, sir. The young girl lived with her grandmother, and there was

sickly child

looked at Ethan. "The Wright

is the last name of Krystal's maternal grandfather.

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