“Why are you staring at me so much?”


    Vivian was a little ufortable with Morris’ burning gaze.


    The man’s handsome face swirled with a smile as he looked ahead, “Vivian, it looks good.”


    Vivian, good looking?


    Vivian, who was holding the steering wheel, could not help but nce at Morris, “Can you be more normal.”


    It’s so nauseating.


    This is still the same arrogant, indifferent and unbeatable Morris she met when she first met him?


    He was a different person.


    “What, Vivian, think I’m not normal?”


    The man looked back, the corners of his thin lips held a bad smile.


    The smile, just a nce to know what he means.


    Vivian looked ahead and drove carefully, “Mom and Dad are still waiting for us to have lunch at home.”


    “Good, then don’t let mom and dad wait long. There will be a long timeter …”


    “Hey, that’s my mom and dad!” Vivian corrected.


    “Vivian’s mom and dad are my Morris’ mom and dad.”


    “It’s not even a matter of eight, don’t be ridiculous.”


    “It’s just a matter of sooner orter.”


    Morris smiled lightly, and between his eyebrows was a lingering color of joy.


    Vivian: “…”


    Dumbfounded.


    What he said, there is nothing wrong with it.


    The two of them bought medicine together in town and turned back.


    On the way, Vivian put to Morris, “Wipe the blisters on your hands.”


    “No need.”


    It’s just a few blisters, no need to wipe the medicine?


    He Morris is not that pretentious.


    “Morris, is there something wrong with your brain? Why did you go to town to buy medicine if you don’t want to put it on?”


    “I want to be alone with you for a while, to clear my head.”


    Morris speaks from the heart.


    For a couple who have just established a rtionship, they just want to be alone.


    Even sitting together and talking is good.


    The first time I heard Morris’s words, Vivian felt a sourness in her heart, but somehow she felt sorry for him.


    Not long after, we returned home.


    The food was already on the table, waiting for them both.


    Everyone was sitting at the table, and although it was a little crowded, there was a lot of fun and atmosphere.


    In the afternoon, Fraser saw that Morris and his group would not leave, and he did not say anything about going home.


    A few people were bored and sat down to fry gold, but considering the presence of both Houghton and Tamsin, the game was particrly small, just to pass the time.


    Vivian saw this and also came over and yed together.


    Arlo yed for a while, felt no fun, so he said to go out for a cigarette.


    Then, a person in Vivian vige around, strolled.


    It was fate that he walked on the ridge of the countryside, looking at the vegetable garden above, and saw someone with a machete chopping cabbage, so he walked over.


    Wanted to feel a little bit of the idyllic life.


    After all, in L City, with its fast-paced life and urbanized space, where could there be such a strong rural atmosphere?


    As a result, when I walked in, I realized that the person chopping cabbages was Aurora.


    Only in the morning she was wearing an aqua green jacket, now she was covered with a ck and red checkered smock, perhaps because she was afraid of getting her clothes dirty.


    Arlo stood aside, inexplicably saddened, but did not say anything.


    Aurora chopping cabbage cut a cabbage, turned back to put in the basket, then saw Arlo standing behind him.


    She couldn’t help but stare, smiling, naive.


    But she didn’t say anything, but turned back and continued chopping cabbage.


    “Do you, uh, want to go back to school?”


    Arlo asked.


    Aurora chopping cabbage movements slightly stalled, straightened up, turned to face Arlo, put down the scythe, raised his hand gestures, “I am a mute, mother said, I go to school is also a waste of money. There will be no great sess in the future.”


    “I heard you went to high school before, what were your grades?” Arlo asked.


    Aurora hung her head and pursed her lips, her frustrated face full of mixed emotions.


    And then, raising her hand to gesture, “I was admitted to high school at the top of the town, but my family did not have money, and the school teachers also thought I was a mute, even if I could get into college, there was no way out, so they did not insist that I study.”


    Although today’s universities can ept mute, but a mute after graduation is really not much of a future and a way out.


    Of course, there are dumb people who stand out, but they have to work a hundred times harder than normal people to get a good job and a bright future.


    “Do you want to study?” Arlo had some pity for Aurora’s plight.


    A young girl of less than eighteen years old, running the household, even with frostbite all over her hands, neverined of pain.


    In her prime, she should have been studying at school.


    His question put Aurora in deep thought, even the pair of good-looking eyes suddenly darkened a few points.


    She shook her head, turned around, picked up the machete and continued to chop cabbage.


    But for some reason, Aurora suddenly put down the machete again and looked back at Arlo, “My mother has found me a marriage, and I will get married after the year. What’s the point of studying anymore?”


    In remote rural areas, girls who don’t go to school are arranged to get married early.


    Aurora was no different.


    “A marriage?”


    Arlo was a little shocked.


    She was still a young girl under eighteen, and she was asked to marry so soon, get married and have children, and then work on the farm every day as she was doing now?Property ? 2024 N0(v)elDrama.Org.


    Aurora did not “speak” again, but continued chopping cabbage.


    “Do you want to get married?”


    Arlo stepped forward and asked.


    He only saw Aurora’s grip on the machete stalled, and then continued to work on the cabbage.


    By andrge, there is no way to resist, but to resign to fate.


    She felt that “struggle” is meaningless.


    “I know a charity organization that can let you go back to school.”


    Arlo’s words fell, Aurora was stunned again, then put down the machete, with the pair of hands full of sores pick up the cabbage in the basket, still did not pay attention to him.


    “As long as you want to go to school, no one can stop it, interfere. Even if your stepmother and biological father, whoever says so doesn’t count!”


    Arlo said stubbornly.


    He didn’t think he was a warm-hearted person, but when he saw such a young girl dropping out of school, being abused and forced to marry early, he couldn’t bear it.


    Aurora basket filled with cabbage, she carried the basket in one hand, carrying a machete in the other, and walked away without looking back.


    Seeing this, Arlo persistently followed the past, directly in front of her.


    The little girl’s steps gave a beat, looked up at the handsome man in front of her, blinked her eyes, said nothing, and let him continue walking.


    But Arlo was surprised to find her reddened eyes misted with water, pitiful, but stubbornly did not want to let anyone see her pitiful side.


    He reached out, blocking her, “I’m a police officer, I have the right to help you.”


    In order to prove his identity, he deliberately took out his police card and showed it to Aurora.


    Then he went on to say, “I will arrange for you to go to L City High School to study again. There, no one will bully you. Your stepmother and father can’t interfere with you in any way.”


    Aurora’s eyebrows furrowed, put down the basket and machete, red at Arlo, gestured, “I do not need you to interfere in my affairs, who do you think you are? Can help me for a while, can help me for a lifetime?”


    Perhaps Aurora is a little annoyed, or perhaps defensive of his overzealousness, “speak” very badly.