After their kiss, he silently stayed by Jasmine Yale's side.
His brilliant big eyes blinked relentlessly as they stared at Jasmine Yale, never looking away.
It had been so long since he'd been this close to Jasmine Yale...
In her feverish delirium, Jasmine Yale felt as if she were stranded in a desert.
She aimlessly searched for an exit, but couldn't find one no matter how she tried.
From afar, she seemed to hear someone calling her name "Jasy" "Jasy". The voice was childlike and clear.
However, when she turned her head, there was no one to be seen.
Jasmine Yale panicked.
Of course, she remembered that voice. It was Little Chale's.
The sweet, adorable Little Chale.
Why was Little Chale calling her so urgently? Was something wrong? No, it couldn't be...
Stressed and startled, Jasmine Yale stood in the middle of a desolate open space, looking around with wide eyes.
"Little Chale, Little Chale..."
She called his name.
