Lilac Serval promised Jasmine Yale that she wouldn't take the little one away these days.
On the evening of Jasmine Yale's birthday, the little guy happily cuddled up with Jasmine Yale to sleep.
Finally, he could get close to Jasy again.
His soft little paws clung onto Jasmine Yale's pajamas, burying his little head in her embrace.
"Jasy, there were shooting stars last Sunday, and you said if you make a wish to the stars, it will come true. Baby said… I wish to see you," Chale Cheney said in his baby voice, "and then… the wish came true!"
Jasmine Yale laughed, gently rubbing his head.
Only children believe in such things.
She believed as a child too.
But ever since, she never believed again, showing no reaction to shooting stars.
Because none of the wishes she made ever came true.
"Jasy, if you miss Baby in the future just make a wish to a shooting star, and Baby will ride on a cloud to come and see you."
"All right, Little Chale, how did you get so clever?"
