Chapter Twenty Eight

Aiden told me a little story of when he was a child. He had just ran away from home, afraid of his mother's anger. At that time, he had just noticed a little girl of his age was playing in the garden, making a sand castle. Soon, the castle collapsed, but the girl didn't cry. She just shook her head and tried to make it again, but it collapsed again. Aiden knew what was wrong with the castle, and why it was collapsing again and again. But he just stared at the girl, failing again and again until it was evening. Finally, he couldn't take it anymore and lended a helping hand. He squatted down beside the girl and helped her. Finally, the castle stood tall, without a hint of collapsing. The girl was surprised, and sincerely thanked Aiden, but didn't say anything. She just immersed herself in staring at the castle created by him. Such a pure expression on the girl's face attracted his attention. He didn't know such people still existed, especially after facing his two-faced mother. He us