His hand secretly exerted force.
Confronted Koa Jackson’s calm and gentle demeanor provocatively.
His own eyebrows gradually furrowed tighter.
He gripped Koa Jackson’s hand, and Koa Jackson gripped his hand back, but clearly didn’t use much force.
This already put pressure on him.
Since childhood, he practiced martial arts and fitness; fighting and causing trouble was commonplace for him, yet this was the first time he encountered a man who subdued him with such ease.
According to Ivy Cox, Koa Jackson seemed indifferent and polite, but was actually autocratic and domineering, appearing calm on the surface while heavy-hearted within. Mia Ginger’s temperament when confronted with him always endured more than it received.
Yet that girl is a fool!
Neglecting such a good man, insisting on offering her heart to be trampled by others.
Louis Cox abruptly withdrew his hand, left without greeting anyone around, and strode down the steps.
"Hey, Fourth Brother!" Little Patten hurriedly called out, looked around helplessly, and said, "Uncle Leaf, Sister Mia, this... this, I’ll be leaving now."
"Alright." Mia Ginger nodded.
She watched from afar as Louis Cox’s angry figure left, feeling a complexity difficult to put into words.
Steadying herself, she pursed her lips, glanced at Koa Jackson, without saying anything, then questioned Zoey Leaf’s father, "Afterwards... what are your plans, Uncle Leaf, still over in Eastern Peak Village? I’ll come visit you when I have time."
"No." Zoey Leaf’s father looked at her wearily, "We’re not living in the house over there anymore, planning to return home."
"...Have you decided? When are you leaving?"
"Within these couple of days, there’s nothing worth staying for, the demolition notice has been given, it’s pretty chaotic these days."
"Demolition?" Mia Ginger was obviously surprised.
"Isn’t it demolition?" Zoey Leaf’s father glanced at her, sighed, "Hasn’t this been talked about for years? Talked about it for a couple years without much movement, suddenly there’s a notice, everyone is quite surprised. Anyway, that place being demolished is good, it’s been chaotic like that for years..."
Mia Ginger was silent for a moment, then thoughtfully said, "Yes, you’re right."
A little after eleven, Mia Ginger and Koa Jackson exited the cemetery.
Koa Jackson also didn’t speak, after the car drove for a while, he softly inquired, "Do you want to visit Eastern Peak Village?"
"Yes." Mia Ginger turned to look at him, smiled with effort, "Thank you, Brother Jackson."
"What nonsense?" Koa Jackson slightly furrowed his brow, continued, "In the future, don’t always say thank you; our relationship doesn’t require such politeness."
His expression was reassuring.
Mia Ginger stared at him for a moment, feeling preciousness, her tightly furrowed brows slowly relaxed.
The two went to Eastern Peak Village.
The place where she grew up for ten years was famously chaotic.
Koa Jackson parked the car farther away, and they walked over.
With a dazed expression, reaching the street corner, Mia Ginger suddenly regretted.
She was very worried.
Worried about a sudden collision with Koa Jackson by a motorcycle in the alley, worried that a beggar grabbing his clean pant leg, worried that dirty water from the potholes splashing onto his shiny shoes, worried that messy wild advertisements on the walls would stain his gaze, worried that the laughing and cursing voices from the salon lady would dirty his ears.
So many that thinking about them makes her feel shocked.
What was normal for her, Koa Jackson possibly had never encountered.