He quietly approached Gregory Lawrence and whispered a reminder, "Don't get any ideas about Hannah."
Gregory looked at him, baffled.
Gregory Lawrence said, "Can't you see? She and Arnold Simmons are a couple. That night, they even sneaked into the grove and were gone for almost an hour!"
Gregory replied, "You're crazy."
After saying that, he walked over with his long sword and sat down next to a large rock.
He was responsible for keeping watch tonight.
"Calling me crazy again?" Gregory Lawrence scratched his head, glanced at the sleeping Hannah, and closed his eyes as well.
At midnight,
there was a sound of the wind.
The wind caused the flames to dance, and sparks jumped out, landing on the desert and quickly extinguishing.
Something kicked the pile of fire.
Gregory opened his eyes to look.
It was Gregory Lawrence, who had in his sleep touched the dry branches near the fire.
He got up, walked over, and adjusted Gregory Lawrence's outstretched hand.
