Chale Cheney's eyes were filled with anticipation, his dark, shiny eyes sparkling with excitement.
A child's eyes are especially beautiful, clear.
Lilac Serval smiled, "Your Jasy just woke up and it's not convenient for her to take the call."
"Hmm," Chale Cheney nodded sensibly, believing her.
The little guy didn't make a fuss or cling to people and didn't continue to pester Lilac Serval with questions.
Lilac Serval had no experience in placating children, but she found that it was really easy to deceive them...
Suddenly she felt a bit melancholic.
After this separation, Chale Cheney didn't know how many years it would be before he could see his beloved Jasy again.
She was already prepared to be hated by the little guy for years.
The luggage was all packed and stored in the trunk of the car.
Sylvan Cheney didn't allow snacks and toys for Chale Cheney; she only had someone pack some clothes for him.
