Chapter 623 Can We Talk Inside.

At that time, Josiah was entirely committed to Lysander’s well–being, treating her with such careful attention as though she were something precious and fragile. He wouldn’t dream of causing her any upset.

Michelle’s features softened slightly as she responded, “All right, then I’ll go back and check on her.”

“No need, I’ll go. You should head back to sleep. If your sister sees you up this late, she’ll surely worry. I’ll go check on her.” Josiah’s offer came from a place of deep consideration for both sisters‘ well–being.

He was indeed aware of the unusual behavior exhibited by Lysander lately, yet found himself unable to tell Michelle the truth.

Michelle, placing a significant amount of trust in him, nodded and began to retreat. However, she couldn’t help but glance back every few steps, her movements betraying her lingering unease.

Lysander’s tent was directly across from Josiah’s. He approached quietly, crouching at first, hesitating as he listened intently by the side of her tent. Confirming that the soft sounds of crying were still audible, he tentatively tapped on the fabric of the tent

The noise inside stopped abruptly.

A moment later. Lysander queried tentatively, “Who’s there?”

Josiah replied with a gentle exhale, “It’s me.”

“Is there something you need?”

Josiah explained his presence, “Your sister heard you crying and got a bit worried about you, so she sent me to check on you.”

Lysander seemed surprised. “Michelle heard me?”

“Yeah.

“Then did she…”

the tent. It’s difficult to talk through the tent,

mountain wind at night was sharp, and even though they were separated by only the thin fabric of the tent, Lysander struggled to hear Josiah’s words clearly. His voice wasn’t

the tent from the inside, poking her head out to ask, “You’ve been busy all day, aren’t you tired? I’m fine, you should go back and get

to a small plastic bag that was filled to the brim. Concerned about overstepping, he quickly averted his eyes, asking, “Are

unable to summon even a forced smile, simply lowered her gaze and responded, “I’m perfectly

front. His voice was low as he

a deep breath

more distressed than before. Glancing around, he noticed the light coming from the nearby cozy tent and suggested in a subdued tone, “Michelle hasn’t gone to sleep yet. I’m afraid she might overhear our conversation here. Can we talk inside?”

confines of the single–person tent were admittedly tight. When two people entered, the proximity was unavoidable, yet the campsite offered no other cover, and even a moderately raised voice might carry to unintended cars.

moved her sleeping bag back to make room at the entrance of the tent. Josiah, showing respect for her space, stooped to enter but sat just inside the flap, careful not to invade further. Given his

commented, “The tents nowadays are made too small, aren’t they? They’re certainly not built with

“After all, this is probably the only time we’ll do this. We won’t have many more opportunities to sleep in a tent

today,” Lysander

at this hour,” Josiah

her sister,

the tent, concerned that her younger sister might have gone to seek

hasn’t noticed anything unusual. She only heard you crying

felt was becoming increasingly heavy.

like she’s slept at all,”

light still visible outside, suspecting Michelle was likely still awake and possibly distracted by her

your sister is. We wouldn’t have to worry about her coming over unexpectedly because she’s concerned about

nod, her attention still

when you saw the Milky Way, you seemed to have calmed down, but then you

composure without significant reason. The drastic change in her demeanor suggested

of their lost child momentarily crossed Josiah’s mind, causing him a sharp pang of

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