Chapter 190

Lucy’s head was a mess; she could barely process what she was seeing. She tilted her chin up at the hulking vehicle in front of her, then slowly turned to the boy standing beside it, then back to the truck—over and over again, eyes glazed in a way she’d never worn before.

At last, as if waking from the “miracle and magic” he’d mentioned, Lucy stared blankly at Lin Mo. Her lips parted, closed, parted again—like a toddler just learning to speak, unable to form a complete sentence.

Lin Mo took in her shifting expressions and smiled, satisfied that he’d gotten the reaction he expected.