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

Ethan were dressed completely differently from the other residents of

were able to escape poverty and get rich, so the residents of this village admired the others a lot. They wished that some rich

expression shifted a little. "Did the flood wash a young girl

Many people and houses

noticed the changes in Olivia's expression. "Did

Do you have

his head. "Do

an unopened box of cigarettes from Ethan's pocket. Ethan turned red in the face. "Liv, I just. I smoke a little

please help me. I'm looking for a

fair, and she has large eyes. She's

ago. It's not that I don't want to help you,

lived with her grandmother, and there was no one else in that house. She

sickly child in the Wright

at Ethan. "The Wright

is the last name of Krystal's maternal grandfather. But this young girl you're talking

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