Looking at Hayley’s distinct and dynamic eyes that were filled with innocence and playfulness, Edgar seemed to have returned to that innocent, youthful era.

Edgar

Alex

She walked up to him while wearing a skirt and flinging her ponytail. And he liked to follow behind her and watch her fluttering hair. He would occasionally glance at her budding waist and butt but was already displaying a woman’s charm. Sometimes, he would fantasize about going to the same university together, becoming close to her to the point of being inseparable. He liked watching her irritated and pouting look. He liked hearing her gentle reprimand.

“Hey… Did you stay up all night playing games again last night?”

“Your eyes look like a panda’s. They are so ugly. This eye cream doesn’t suit me. Help me use it up!”

“George, I don’t know who dropped this bouquet here. Help me throw it away. Doesn’t that person know I’m allergic to flowers?”

George,

Alex,

Thinking about it, his eyes were red-rimmed.

“Hey! George, you jerk If you don’t pay attention to the lesson, you can only attend a diploma mill and get a job that doesn’t pay much after graduation.”

George,

Alex,

“George, you jerk. Help me up…”

George,

Alex,

“Hey. I’m calling out to you, yet you pretend to be deaf…”

“Edgar Rockefeller, you blockhead…”

Edgar

Alex

Oh, it’s real. Hayley Hanson is really calling

to realize, saw Hayley stretching out her fair, beautiful hands in the coffin.

George,

Alex,

like that maiden in the dusk.

“Long time no see!”

“Long time… No see!”

with your crying face!” Hayley compared their heights. Edgar was now a

Edgar

Alex

“Give me a hand!”

out of the coffin while holding Edgar’s hand. After looking around, she

Edgar

Alex

“Alright!”

the

asked, “Don’t you find it strange? Do you have no questions to

Edgar

Alex

lightly kicked her as she put her hands behind her.

shocked.

Edgar

Alex

was lying in the coffin,

shoes were broken and decayed. Her body was the same as it was decades ago. She was still youthful. However, her shoes and clothes could not be preserved for long after decades. Even her clothes were torn after a light tug. She seemed to be a

hurriedly took out a brand new skirt, undergarments, and even leather shoes

Edgar

Alex

“Do they

his head. “They belong to my daughter. She has never worn them

Edgar

Alex

face, but she quickly smiled. “Good. They are lovely. Do you have black pantyhose? Didn’t you like it best when I

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