The wolf rides a bamboo horse, circling the bed and playing with green plums.
Living together on Changgan Lane, they had no suspicions or doubts as children.
Bella Acker watched the two children walking ahead and suddenly thought of these somewhat absurd lines.
Ethan was not yet eleven, and Talia was only four. Had she watched too many TV dramas, filling her head with all sorts of fanciful thoughts?
"What are you thinking?" Bella lightly tapped her forehead and muttered unconsciously.
"What is it that you're thinking about?" Damian Sinclair asked.
"What?" Bella hadn't realized she had muttered her thoughts aloud and was momentarily stunned.
"You were saying what you were thinking about?" Damian reminded her.
"Huh?" Bella snapped back and awkwardly shifted her gaze. "Nothing... I wasn't thinking about anything."
With a demeanor that didn't quite match her words, Damian observed her but chose not to prod further.
