Alan Hoyle smiled as he saw Annie, the youngest of the five children, was very steady and collected,
unlike the usual fidgety self. After two minutes she finally passed one of the children, and then after
another two minutes, she dropped another behind. By the time Annie crawled to the midway point, she
was tied for first place with a boy looking like two years older than her.
His daughter was amazing. Thinking about it, Alan couldn't help but shout out, in spite of himself, "Go,
baby, go!"
Annie gestured back with a V as well.
"Every time we used to come over, I noticed that Annie envied the kids who came with their parents.
She never said it, but she just couldn't help staring at those parenting games." Olive Steele said
suddenly.
"Honey..." Alan Hoyle felt guilty at Olive's sentiment as he reached out and took her in his arms.
Olive Steele smiled back, "It's okay, you’re here now."
While they were distracted, there was a sudden scream from the crowd of onlookers. They looked up
further and saw Annie actually almost collided with the boy.
Both kids were trying to get the most advantageous climbing path.
Annie was like an enraged little hedgehog, "Why are you stepping on my foot!"
The boy answered her scornfully, "Is your name carved on the stone? Don't think I will go easy on you
just because you're a woman."
Annie snorted, "Who told you I need that? Don’t be a smart ass, boy."
The crowd erupted in laughter as they watched with interest. Of the other three kids, two had given up,
and one was still hanging on, but based on his trembling legs, he should be giving up soon as well.
Olive Steele felt both angry and funny at Annie's words. It looked like someone had to step up the
language education when they got home.
"Baby, to the left, don't waste time," Alan Hoyle warned.
Annie, hearing the words, sneered harshly at the boy and carefully moved to the stone on the left, but
through the look on her face, Alan knew her strength was running out.
The higher she went, the harder it was to climb.
Olive Steele was worried and her fingers clenched into fists of their own volition.
Alan Hoyle embraced her, "Don't worry, honey, the outcome won’t matter, what matters is her
participation."
Olive Steele sighed, "This daughter of yours is usually fine, but you can tell she’s competitive."
Alan Hoyle laughed, "That's true, I learned that long ago."
At last, Annie lost by a few seconds to the little boy and she was quite lost as the little guy shuttled
down from the top of the rock.
Alan Hoyle couldn't stand to see his daughter being unhappy and took a tissue from Olive Steele to
wipe the sweat off her face before picking her up, "It's just a doll, baby, if you like it daddy will buy as
much as you want."
"You don't understand." Annie sighed like an adult.
As they left the climbing arena, Annie didn't forget to glare back at the little boy who was collecting his
prize.
However, they didn't get very far before the little boy caught up.
"Wait a minute." The small figure, blocking their path, held up a large furry contraption in front of them,
"Here you go. It’s for you."
Olive Steele was slightly shocked to see the little boy because she remembered that they were arguing
on the rock wall just now, and with a close watch, she found the little boy was quite handsome.
While Annie rolled her eyes disdainfully, "I don't wanna."
"It's the first time I've ever given a girl something." The little boy wasn't tall enough so he had to stick it
into Alan Hoyle's arms.
Alan Hoyle held his daughter in one hand and this furry thing in the other, "Are you sure? Do you really
want to give it to my daughter?"
"Yes, mister." The little boy took a step back and looked up at Annie, "What's your name?"
Annie was obviously still reckoning with the fact that the little boy had just fought her over the path and
didn't have the heart to say, "Why should I tell you?"
Getting her cold respond, the boy wasn't angry and had a light smile on his lips, "If we ever see each
other again, be my girlfriend. I fell in love with you at first sight."
Olive Steele and Alan Hoyle were both taken aback by the sudden confession of his.
"Kid, love’s not a toy you can play at this age." Alan Hoyle had a stern face.
Annie flushed at once, hugging her father's neck and glaring hatefully at the little boy, "Bah! Go away! I
don't even know you!"
"It's okay, I'm sure we'll meet again, and when that time comes, I'll ask you again. My name is Sean
Shen." The little boy dropped that and walked away confidently.
Olive Steele was stunned, and she could not help thinking that the kids nowadays were way too
mature.
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