No choice but to honestly be her own doll.
The laughter stopped. Vincent shuffled his feet and walked over to Hannah's side.
Hannah gestured for him to sit down.
But Vincent shook his head, tugged at his clothes, and said in a small voice, "I'm dirty."
His hands were dirty, his clothes were dirty, his trousers were dirty too. Despite washing them many times in the river, they were still dirty.
He silently raised his eyes to look at Hannah in front of him.
Hannah was very clean.
Just like others always said, they were people from two different worlds.
Hannah helplessly said, "But you're so tall, I always have to look up at you, which is quite tiresome."
Vincent was unsure, he looked left and right, then finally moved a small stool and sat down next to Hannah.
He seemed to particularly enjoy the sensation of looking up at Hannah.
Hannah just let him be, propped her head on her hand and watched him, "Did you enter from the door today?"
