Jared was soothed by Agnes’s gentle call of “honey”.

Now, she called him that more naturally.

Jared took a bite of a roasted potato.

The well-roasted potato was fragrant, sweet, and soft, melting on his tongue as soon as he bit into it. It suddenly reminded Jared of his first kiss with Agnes. That kiss was just as sweet

He turned his head to look at Agnes, who was looking at him expectantly.

She asked, “How is it, how does it taste, is it sweet?”

Jared replied, “Not bad, it tastes like you.”

Agnes frowned, “That’s a weird comparison.”

But then she turned her face away and busied herself with the com in the fire.

didn’t think that Jared was thinking about something while eating

potatoes. Once, I followed

past, Agnes started to laugh.

was completely absorbed, his eyes

such a troublemaker when you were

liking to follow rules, climbing trees and catching fish with the boys. Although she was the youngest, she always

mother passed away, she hasn’t played like she

we didn’t have

seemed to remember something and lightly kicked the

the world, what troubles could you possibly have?”

Jared, “Do you know how annoying it is when

it would be

beyond repairing from his narcissism

the dark night seemed even

features were perfect, without any flaws, the curve of his chin looked as if it had been carved by a

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