The smile on Debbie's face froze.
It was him.
But she felt a little helpless, even if she knew it. They were in a cold war now. The most important thing for them was not to talk about each other.
Debbie smiled knowingly and then showed Consuela the way.
Her hometown was a little far from here. It would take two hours to drive. The two of them took turns to drive, and one of them would drive for a while.
So they didn't feel tired.
When they arrived at the destination, it was already in the evening.
Not far away, they saw a little girl holding a bucket and her hand was held by an old woman. Her face was dirty, but she was very happy.
The little girl was talking with the old woman and the old woman was amused by her words.
Tears welled up in Debbie's eyes. When she heard the voice, the woman looked up at her.
When the little girl saw them, she carried the bucket and ran straight over. The old woman followed her and reminded her helplessly, "Baby, be careful and slow down."
"Grandma, don't worry. I won't fall on the ground!" The little girl said confidently with a smile at the corners of her mouth.
The woman had no choice but to follow her with a smile.
The little girl was still running forward. "Mom, mom..."
Looking at the mud on the little girl's clothes, Debbie asked curiously, "Hey, my little girl, what's wrong with your clothes? Did you fight with someone again?"
Coco shook her head and said, "No, I am a hero to save the beauty."
As she spoke, she poked her head out to look at Richelle, who was standing next to Consuela. Squinting her eyes, she smiled.
Her friends were here.
So she could take her to the sea to catch fish and shrimps, and also play with that dull boy.
Debbie introduced them to each other, and Consuela greeted her Debbie's mother.
The old woman walked over and said with a smile, "There
ved in this kind of place, but his clothes were a little shabby. She felt that his status was not very good, and he was bullied like this without calling for help.
Maybe he was the son of some servant, so he looked so coward.
Coco stood on tiptoe and knocked at the door in the corner. Soon, the heavy wooden door was opened from inside.
She was stunned for two seconds, and just met a pair of eyes with no much spirit. Coco swallowed and said, "Hi."
Obviously, he had changed his clothes, but his head was naturally curled and wet. He asked in confusion, "Why are you here?"
His words were not pleasant.
Coco became thick skinned. She stepped forward and looked into the room, smiling, "Are you feeling well now?"
The boy with a delicate face suddenly smiled, revealing his neat and white teeth. "Fine, thank you."
"Since you are fine now, go fishing with me. I also bring a little friend here. We can go fishing together."
"Well..."
"If you refuse, I will be so sad."
Coco pursed her lips and raised her head to look into the boy's eyes. The naughty sun was slowly climbing down beside her ears. Her smile was too bright, and her sincerity was really unbearable.
In the end, he had to agree because of her unwillingness.