You Hit My Heart by Kylie Stanford

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Chapter 1529

At this point, he looked at the time.

It was already five o'clock.

There was another movement downstairs and it was Ford coming in to change shifts.

Uncle Ford's voice was slightly higher, obviously angry, "Why are you asleep? Have you made your four o'clock rounds yet?"

"I'm sorry, chief." The guard blamed himself, "I made my rounds at two, not at four, | thought it would be fine, just a few people,

iron-clad precautions, and the other side was a child. What can happen?"

"Having said that. Since the explanation to us, we have to do a good job. In case something goes wrong who will pocket it?" Ford

reprimanded.

"Yes. Next tI'll pay attention."

Ford, "You go to bed, here's my turn."

Anderson had it in his mind that the guard had indeed slept over and forgotten to make his rounds at four o'clock. It turns out that

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they are five o'clock in the morning shift, before he slept the most at this tevery day, no wonder he did not know.

He thought to himself, "I've been up all night anyway, so I'll wait.

Because he did not know what tthe material vehicles were delivered each morning. Because every day when he got up in the

morning, the supplies had already been delivered.

He pinched his nails on the back of his hand to keep himself from falling asleep.

Stayed up for another half hour.

He finally heard the sound of a car.

It turned out that supplies were delivered at 5:30 every day. He memorized the time.

In about ten minutes or less, the supplies truck drove away. Then the sound of Ford lifting the stuff in and closing the door was

heard.

Anderson was relieved that he could finally sleep.

Tired to the extreme.

He slept almost second.

By about nine in the morning, Mag made breakfast and waited and waited, but Anderson was still not up.

She asked Ford, "Strange, the boy gets up every day after 8:00, why isn't he up today?"

Ford, "I'll go up and check it out."

With that, he walked upstairs to Anderson's room and gently opened the door.

Inside, Anderson was sleeping on all fours, straddling the middle of the bed. In his arms, he was still holding the joystick game

console. The quilt has long been kicked aside.

Ford walked up and helped Anderson to cover up the quilt. With a hint of warmth at the corners of his lips, as if he was thinking of

his own children.

Walking downstairs, Mag hurriedly asked, "Still sleeping?"

"Hmm. Guess | went to my room last night and snuck in to play video games late. Still sleeping." Ford said.

"Eh, this kid. If this continues, the days and nights will be reversed." Mag sighed, "It's not the child's fault, locked up here every

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day, the day and night is not upside down. Even | can't stand it."

"Ask up there when | can go home. Someone else to serve this grandparent, it can't beall the time." Mag grumbled a little.

"Don't even think about it, as long as he's around, no one can leave." Ford ruthlessly dashed her hopes.

"Hey, I'm just complaining about a few things." Mag was helpless.

Anderson didn't get up until almost 12:00 noon.

plaining that the gconsole had grown tired of playing and that there

t a kid who couldn't be more ordinary.

d the other black-clad guards, he pried out a particularly important piece

eeds to be updated.

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