Chapter 419: Short Hair Looks Pretty Good too

"I understand!" Jasmine Yale glanced at him.

She couldn't recall how many times he had said this, as if she were a child.

"Well, as long as you know, I won't say anymore."

Joe Heath patted her head, much like how one would placate a little child.

The night wind felt really good against her skin, and not long after, Jasmine became drowsy and started to doze off.

Joe Heath took off his coat and draped it over her shoulders, letting her lean comfortably against his chest.

He lit a cigarette, gazing at the vast expanse of the starry sky.

The moon was shining in a starlit sky, while crows were flying southward.

...

Life had returned to its usual routine; the day in the forest gradually faded from Jasmine's memory.

As if it never happened.

Sylvan Cheney and Chale Cheney had withdrawn from her life, and she had not heard a single word about them since.

The person known as SJC seemed to have completely vanished, no longer logging into his microblog.