Chale Cheney had to put the bracelet in his pocket.
The little fellow lowered his head, carefully placing it in his pocket, all the while whispering, "Jasy, I'll keep what you gave me forever and ever."
In that moment, Jasmine's eyes welled up with tears.
She squatted down, pulling the little fellow into her arms.
Chale Cheney rested his head on Jasmine's shoulder.
Jasmine loved him so much, she held him tightly and didn't want to let go.
The little fellow was soft in her arms, like holding a baby doll.
Petting his fluffy little head, Jasmine gave a subtle smile.
"Jasy, could you stay at my house forever?" Chale Cheney asked timidly.
He snuggled into Jasmine's arms, not wanting to leave.
Jasy smelled so good…
"Little Chale, Jasy is a guest who can't always stay at your house." Jasmine patiently explained to him.
She hadn't yet figured out a suitable reason.
If she really had to leave him in the future, she would leave decisively, never giving him any hope of her return.
