Chapter 127


    Looking at her stomach, Amara smiled and said.


    Summer thought that Amara had really changed. Perhaps because of the pregnancy, her focus began


    to shift from gambling to the baby, which was undoubtedly a good start, a good change.


    They went to the park side by side. The sun had not yet risen and the air was damp and cold.


    The leaves were wet with early morning dew, and the air breathing in was fresh and moist, though cold.


    Amara chattered away like a sparrow all the way to the park, never keeping her mouth shut.


    "Summer, I don''t mean to be rude, but your mother-inw doesn''t look like a nice person," Amara said


    without a second thought.


    Summer smiled. "You''ve only met her once, are you sure?"


    "I’m not sure of anything else, but I have a taste for people. She is annoying at first sight: she has a


    pointed face, curved eyebrows, and thin lips. And though she looks pretty and elegant, she has a mean


    countenance." Amara sounded sure of her judgment.


    The corners of Summer’s mouth moved a little, nonjudgmentally, and then asked, “How about aunt?"


    "Aunt..." Amara paused slightly. "She is ten thousand times better than your mother-inw, gentle,


    virtuous, sensible, and so beautiful, so fairy-like. She is the envy of all women!"


    No words, she just listened, asionally stretching her body.


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    Just then, they heard a pleasantly surprised male voice. "Summer Hart!”


    With a surprise, she turned around and saw a tall man standing behind her, smiling at her with a


    delighted face and white teeth.


    He was wearing a tracksuit. He had a square face and was tall and strong like a bodybuilder, looking


    very heroic.


    He did look familiar, but she could not remember who he was, she had no memory of him.


    After failing to figure out who he was, Summer finally gave up and asked, "And you are?"


    "Dean Singleton. I''m your high school ssmate, the one who always sat behind you. Remember?" He


    looked at her eagerly.


    Dean Singleton, the boy sitting behind her in the ss. As he said this, Summer remembered it and


    smiled. "S o it''s you. I remember you used to blush easily."


    Dean smiled and touched his hair awkwardly. "What d o you do now?"


    "I''m a teacher. How about you?"


    "Police officer."


    Summer snorted withughter. "You do live up to your name. Dean did sound like a good name for a


    police officer."


    Dean smiled, a little shy. As if remembering something, he asked, "By the way, Summer, are you free


    the night after tomorrow?"


    Suddenly he changed the way he called her from Summer Hart to just Summer. It felt a little closer and


    not so distant.


    She asked, not noticing the change, "Anything?"


    "The day after tomorrow, we will have a reunion of our high school ssmates. There will be only our


    ss. Pleasee with us."


    "I don''t think I’m going. We haven''t seen each other for a long time. It''s quite awkward." She smiled and


    refused politely.


    The main reason was that they had not been in touch for several years, and their rtionship had


    be rusty. The gathering could be quite awkward.


    "Why is that awkward? Ka invited you to her party every year, and Doris Cain. Besides, we are all


    ssmates. Don''t you miss your old ssmates after all these years?"


    There was nothing else to do that day anyway, and he had tried so hard to persuade her to go, it''s hard


    to refuse him. "All right, I''ll go."


    Dean''s face brightened. "Well, Club Nightshade, 8 p.m. Shall Ie and pick you up?"