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Before she even stepped into the room, Keira Leaf caught a glance of Tristan Leaf, dressed in strap trousers and hunched over with his small butt sticking out in the garden.
Keira Leaf smiled slightly and walked over, curious to see what he was doing.
In the lush lawn, the weeds easily poked Tristan Leaf's small butt, but he still stared with a pair of round eyes fixed on Grandpa Turtle in the puddle in front of him, seemingly oblivious to the discomfort.
On a flat patch of grassland, there somehow was a plate-sized puddle filled with clear water, where Tristan Leaf's pet 'Open Door' was floundering in the water, splayed on its back.
Keira Leaf couldn't help but smile, her previously suppressed mood swept away, and she felt a surge of sympathy for the tortoise. Right away, she squatted beside Tristan Leaf and asked, "Jack, what's 'Open Door' doing?"
Tristan Leaf blinked his innocent big eyes and said in a milky voice, "Swimming."
Swimming…
