Spoil My Sweet Window novel (Harold and Crystal) novel Chapter 609

Chapter 609

Crystal had a lot of dreams intermittently.

She dreamed that when she was very young, for some reason, she was beaten by Debbie and locked in the woodshed. She was in pain, hungry, and thirsty. She leaned against the wooden door and looked at the light outside the crack

In the middle of the night, everyone in the village fell into a deep sleep. When Crystal almost fell asleep, she suddenly heard a “creak”, and the door was pushed open.

Dan came in with a tray against the moonlight. When he saw her leaning against the corner of the wall, he said in a low voice,” Crystal, I’ve made hot porridge for you. Come and eat it.”

Crystal hurriedly leaned over and saw a bowl of vegetable lean meat porridge. It was fragrant and warm, causing Crystal’s tears to fall instantly.

She leaned against Dan, crying and drinking porridge. Her tears fell into the bowl. Dan sighed and wiped her

tears

He had been working as a farmer all year round, and his fingers were full of rough calluses. As he wiped Crystal’s white and tender face with his rough fingers, her face turned red.

Having finished her meal, Crystal leaned against Dan and fell asleep in a daze. When she woke up again, she saw the top of the bed with the spike hanging on it.

She slowly blinked her eyes, then suddenly sat up and said in horror, “Dad. Dad!”

Harold immediately came in from outside the door and held her in her arms. “Crystal, it’s okay. I’m here.” Crystal looked at Harold in a daze for two seconds. Her fingers gripped the corner of Harold’s clothes tightly. and blue veins appeared on the back of her hand. “I… I had a dream.”

Harold whispered, “What did you dream of?”

Crystal murmured. “In my dream, there was a mountain fire in Sunshine Village. Many people were burned to death, and my father…” She paused and smiled. “It must be a dream.”

Harold didn’t say anything.

Crystal didn’t expect to see Dan in this way when she saw him again.

He was in the small urn, and she was in the gloomy human world.

Kyle was wearing a black coat and standing next to her with no expression on his face. He seemed to be looking at the urn or Crystal.

Crystal’s fingers trembled and she slowly placed them on the ice-cold urn.

There was an old photo on it, which was taken when Dan was young. Unfortunately, it had faded, and even his eyebrows could not be seen clearly

“Plop!” Crystal’s tears fell on the urn, leaving a trace of water on it

That day…” Crystal’s voice was hoarse. “What the hell was going on?”