After walking for about five or six minutes, she suddenly heard someone calling her name: "Huh, Jasmine?"

Jasmine looked sideways and saw a familiar face. It was her former neighbor, Mrs. Hamill.

"Good evening, Mrs. Hammill, I haven't seen you for a long time. Are you going to the carnival?" Jasmine, who was not wearing a scarf, smiled from the bottom of her heart.

Mrs. Hammill is a woman with gray hair. She took a closer look at Jasmine and said, "I haven't seen you since you moved away. I heard that you were injured in the previous bombing?"

"Yes, but it's ready." Jasmin nodded heavily.

Then she asked, "How is Julie now?"

Julie is Mrs. Hamill's eldest daughter and an old playmate of Jasmine.

Mrs. Hammill's expression was clouded: "She was, she was bullied by the Feysacs, so she died..."

Jasmine froze for a moment, thinking of her own experience while being sad.

A Feysac soldier once broke into her house and tried to insult her, but after seeing her burnt face, he just gave her a kick and left.

"Poor Julie." Jasmin tapped her chest clockwise four times in grief and sincerity, drawing stars.

After hearing about what happened to her friends in the past, she realized that she might still be the lucky one.

After bidding farewell to Mrs. Hammill, Jasmin walked all the way back to the apartment where her family lived.

When she arrived at the door of the house, she slowed down, her mood recovered a lot, and she began to look forward to her parents seeing her expression changed back to her original appearance.

They should no longer keep the pain in their hearts and pretend that nothing happened. They will definitely cry with excitement and hug me happily... Jasmine took off the key that was hanging around her neck as a necklace, and while she was thinking about it, she thought about it. Opened the door.

The room was dark, and neither candles nor gas wall lamps were lit.

On the bed in the outer room, there were heavy and light snoring sounds, which formed a certain contrast with the bustle of the municipal square.

They are all asleep... Yes, they usually work very hard... Jasmine gently closed the door, walked to her parents' bed, and quietly cast her gaze over the crimson moonlight shining through the window.

Dad had a lot of white hair on his head, and his nasolabial folds became so deep... Mom frowned while sleeping, her face was a little peeling, dry and rough... Jasmine realized that she seemed to have not seriously looked at it for a long time. After looking at the faces of my parents, I didn't know that they had aged so much.

Before the war, her father was an accountant with a good income, and he could afford to rent a townhouse, allowing his wife to not go out to work and concentrate on taking care of the family. Now, he can only enter the fabric factory and do heavy labor However, Jasmine's mother also had to leave the family and become a textile worker.

Dad's health is getting worse and worse, he always coughs, but he has passed the recent unified examination for government employees, and when the interview results are announced, he will be able to have a decent job... Mom has been complaining about her eyes and her eyes The arm is getting worse... Jasmin looked deeply at her parents, but didn't wake them up.

She has already thought of her second wish.

Stepping lightly, Jasmine entered the inner room and poured out the last few pennies from her almost empty piggy bank.

Then she left the apartment and boarded a trackless stagecoach.

��She was afraid that she would go too late, and the "automatic wishing machine" had disappeared.

At this moment, there were a lot of passengers on the public carriage, most of them were going to the carnival. Jasmine glanced left and right, but seeing that there was no place, she could only hold on to the stand and stood in the aisle, crowded with many people.

In the early ten minutes, she got off at the station and turned into the previous street.

When the brass-colored machine inlaid with a few pieces of glass caught her eye, Jasmine silently let out a sigh of relief, and quickly approached it.

During this process, she looked around, but she didn't find that Mister Magician named Merlin Hermes.

"It's really fully automatic, so you don't need him by your side?" Jasmine whispered suspiciously. JrNovels.com