"367 minutes!" Sydney's hand that held the phone was shaking.
No wonder her phone was out of juice.
The phone call she had with Julien lasted over 300 minutes, which was...
Sydney's lips twitched. She didn't know what to say.
She had thought it was a dream. Turned out it was reality.
Most importantly, she didn't feel that she was answering the phone.
"Darling," Luke's voice rang out from outside again, "are you done? Breakfast is getting cold."
Sydney took a deep breath to calm down." Coming."
"Hurry up." Luke urged her.
Sydney responded, "Okay."
Luke then left.
With the phone in her hand, Sydney went to the bathroom and dialed Julien's number.
What she heard, however, was the prompt of a power-off phone.
Power-off...
His phone was powered off.
Could his phone also switch itself off because of the long phone call?
It happened at such a moment that she couldn’t help but think that way.
She decided to wait, call him again when his phone was turned on, and ask him about the content of their conversation last night.
Her memories of the phone call were vague, and she was not sure if she had said anything improper.
Sydney put away her phone, patted her cheeks, collected herself, and started to wash up.
Ten minutes later, she washed up, changed her clothes, and left her room for the kitchen.
Luke put down his fork and pointed to the chair across the table. "Darling, have a seat. The breakfast is quite good."
Sydney looked down at tacos, bread, and milk that were spread out on the table. It was a hearty meal.
"The village head used to run a breakfast store, and her cooking skills are good." Sydney pulled out the chair and sat down.
Luke handed her a fork and a knife. "No wonder. Turns out she's a chef."
"You're wise enough to buy breakfast from the village head's house." Sydney took the tableware and forked up a taco.
Luke giggled. "Yeah, when I was buying fish yesterday, I asked her where I could get breakfast, and she said her home. So, I got up early today and went over. Come on and eat. The milk is getting cold."
Sydney nodded and hummed.
Luke took a bite of the taco and said, "By the way, when are we going back to town?"
"After breakfast, we’ll clean up and go," Sydney replied while having the milk.
She couldn't stay here for too long.
She had to mail her grandpa's notebook and manage the company.
She also needed to look after Julien and would leave at the earliest time possible.
After breakfast, they locked the door and left for the main city.
They arrived at their destination at 1:30 p.m.
It didn't make any sense.
"Of course, who else could she be?" The old man's eyes blinked before the glasses, and he chuckled.
Sydney bit her lip. "Could you tell me who her parents are? I'd like to know her. She was born on the same day as me. Maybe we could become close friends."
From her words, the old man could tell that she was not convinced. He sighed and replied, "It's not that I don't want to tell you, but that child has passed away, so..."
"Passed away?" Sydney's eyes widened in surprise.
Luke turned to look at her and asked, "Who passed away?"
Sydney didn’t reply. Instead, she clasped the phone and asked, "That baby is dead?"
"Yes," Sadness was etched on the old man's face, but he did his best to sound natural," she was in poor health and died four and a half months after birth."
"So it is." Sydney sighed, "No wonder there are only photos of her infancy. Turns out she..." "It is fate. Maybe she shouldn't have to this world, and her mother... Forget it, it's all in the past." The old man took off his glasses, wiped his tears, put the glasses back on, and smiled graciously again, "Alright, I have to go for something important. Talk to you later.”
"Okay." Sydney nodded.
She hung up the phone and put it away.
Luke asked again, "Darling, what did you just say? That child is dead?"
"Yeah, that’s what my grandpa told me. He sobbed a little, so it should be true," Sydney lamented after putting her phone in her bag.
The baby departed the world when she was just over four months old.
It was undoubtedly a regrettable thing.
Her grandma also mentioned that child’s mother.
Sydney guessed her grandpa was trying to say the mother was stimulated. Something bad should have happened to her as well. "Alas, that's sad." Luke sighed.
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