Arriving at the hydrogen balloon vendor, Aunt Harper communicated with the peddler, asking which balloon Hope wanted.
The little girl looked up and casually pointed, "I want the pink Hello Kitty."
"Okay," Aunt Harper responded and then turned to the vendor, "We'll take this one, how much is it?"
"Twenty."
Aunt Harper took out her phone to scan and make the payment, while the vendor carefully searched for the Hello Kitty balloon among a bunch of thin strings.
Nobody noticed that the little girl standing beside them had quietly slipped away.
"Here you go, hold it tight, don't let it fly away," the vendor handed over the balloon.
"Alright, thank you." Aunt Harper took it, turned smiling to her side, "Hope, come, let's tie it to your hand—"
Her words cut off abruptly, her face changed color!
Where was the child's figure beside her!
"Hope! Hope!"
Aunt Harper looked up, searching frantically, and began to call out loudly!