No one knew his sister more than he did, so after a short while of contemplation, he decided not to tell
her anything.
Meanwhile, Evan was discharged from the hospital, and Mr.Fraiser went to pick him up.
After returning home, Mr.Fraiser told him to stop causing trouble outside.
Evan replied half-heartedly.
He had been beaten up for no reason, so it went without saying that he wouldn’t stomach an insult like
that.
When Lisa returned from school, her expression changed upon seeing her brother playing games on
the couch.
She did not greet him and went into her room without saying anything.She slammed the door shut, and
Mr.Fraiser, preparing food in the kitchen, turned his head around.
He knew her mother’s death had left a big impact on her.
However, he had asked the police about the incident, and it had nothing to do with Evan at all.
Evan owed a group of people some money, and they had a fight with Mrs.Fraiser when they came to
their house to look for him.
An accident had happened, and they ran away in fear.
Mrs.Fraiser had lost too much blood, and she was beyond saving by the time she was rushed to the
hospital.
He was devastated by the death of his wife as well, and he blamed himself for not educating his son
properly.
His wife had died, but life continued.He just hoped that his son would realize his mistake after this
incident and return to his family to turn a new leaf.
The next day, Daisie and Lisa went to the library to borrow some books.
Their school library was massive.
It had an area of two or three basketball courts and was divided into different areas.
The junior high school department was located in a different area from the senior high school
department.
When Lisa was looking for a book in front of a shelf, Daisie did not see the shell bracelet on her wrist
and asked, "Lisa, where’s your bracelet? You didn’t wear it?"
Lisa was stumped for a moment.
A hint of expression crossed her face, and then she offered Daisie a smile.
"I’m scared I'll lose it, so I keep it at home."
Daisie believed her and said, "It’s fine if you lose it.I can make a new one for you."
"I don’t want to trouble you," she replied with a smile.
"We're friends, and you can trouble me whenever you want."
Daisie stood at the tip of her toe as she tried to take the book on the shelf.
She couldn’t reach the book no matter how hard she tried, and in the next second, someone took the
book.She was stunned and turned her head around to see Zephir standing behind her.
"It’s you?"
Zephir handed the book to her and said, "Here."
"Thank you, Zeph."
She took the book.
"What are you doing in this library?"
Zephir replied with a smile on his face, "I came here with my friends, and I saw you two were here."
After three years, Zephir was already a student in the first year of high school, and he was three years
older than her.
The once bashful and energetic boy had become a good-looking senior that every girl in school sought
after.
When one went around the school and asked about Zephir, they would find out that he was one of the
most popular figures in the school and the current hunk in the senior high school department.
"Zeph."
His friends were members of the basketball club in the senior high school department.
When they saw Zephir talking to Daisie, they approached them with smiles and said, "Oh my, if it isn’t
Daisie from the junior high school department."
"You know me?" Daisie asked.
One of them put their arm on the shoulder of the person next to him and chuckled.
"Of course.You’ re that little angel that Zeph is always talking about."
They were Zephir good friends, and they knew about Daisie through Zephir.
However, she felt a little bit awkward when she learned that Zephir had been calling her "little angel."
She felt it was normal if they were in elementary school, but all of them had grown up now, and she felt
the nickname was embarrassing.
Zephir turned his head to warn his friends.
"Stop talking nonsense."
They both smiled and did not say anything.
Suddenly, they thought of something and asked, "Oh yeah, Daisie, do you want to come and see the
basketball game in the senior high school department? Zeph is going to play as well."
Daisie frowned.
"Can we go watch?"
"Of course, you can.The high school basketball tournament is open to the whole school, and all of you
in the junior high school department can come.You don’t know about that?"
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