Noticing my gaze, he coughed. "From now on, we'll go out to have a walk every day."
I nodded and asked, "What other books did you buy?"
He thought about the answer for a second before he said, "Just some books Josiah had recommended to me." He simply put it in a sentence, then he urged, "The rain stopped. Go upstairs and get a thicker coat."
"You were serious?" I didn't want to walk outside with him.
Hendrix nodded, and his eyes showed his determination. "I'll wait for you here."
He left me no choice but to go with him. I reluctantly trod upstairs to get a coat and headed out with him. The villas in Flora Hill were quite far away from one another.
Its purpose was to reserve enough green space for each villa. As a result, the neighborhood was huge.
Holding Hendrix's arm, I walked with him for a while before I began to feel tired to walk further. I stopped in my tracks and looked over at him. "Can we go home? We've been
walking for a while now."
"It's not even ten minutes!" He was stern. "You need to walk for at least an hour."
Because of the rain earlier, the road was a little wet. The air was warm and humid, and the dim streetlamps cast shadows on the ground. The landscape was quite cozy.
But I was a little too lazy to walk.
However, I was forced to follow him and continue to walk. We had nothing to talk about, so the only ones making sounds during our walk were the chirping birds.
I looked at where I stepped as we continued to stroll on. Then, a question popped up in my mind, and I asked, "Hendrix, what should we name the child?"
My due date was only a few months away.
Hendrix lowered his eyes and pondered for a while. Then he squinted at me and asked, "What do you think about Ariel?"
Carol named me Arianna back then because I was adorable when she found me. She hoped that I would be innocent and gentle when I grew up, so she chose that name from the Bible.
I turned to look at Hendrix. "Ariel, the lion of God. Are you hoping that she'll turn out to be brave and courageous in the future?"
I was startled, and I shook my head. "It'll hurt the baby."
He held his forehead. "Then I'll carry you with my arms."
I nodded and grinned. "Sure!"
However, the way back home wasn't short. I looked at Hendrix, hesitated. "But it's still so far away from home. Are you sure you can carry me home?"
"Well let's just stay here then."
I got up quickly and wrapped my arms around his neck. Smiling sweetly at him, I urged, "Let's go!"
He picked me up and walked in the direction of the villa without a word. Observing his expression, I chuckled and asked, "Am I heavy?"
Hendrix worked out a lot. Hence, I knew that he was strong enough to carry me. Usually, I wouldn't worry whether he would be able to hold me.
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