"Can't" Feeling the stiffness of the atmosphere, Wu Hai, who was like a piece of iron, said two words, and then stood there in embarrassment, not knowing whether he was sorry or embarrassed.
Maomao came out after taking a shower and saw that he was still there. After seeing herself, she opened her mouth but didn't say anything. Maomao turned her head and passed over him as if he were like air. She closed the door of her room heavily. Then the man stood guard at his door like the most loyal family dog, knocking gently and calling his name.
Maomao rolled around in the quilt for two hours. The people outside finally stopped knocking on the door and stood quietly outside the door, as patient as a statue.
Forget it, Maomao thought about his roommate's behavior in his mind, and then weighed how good he was to himself. He felt that he might be too concerned about his scars, and he understood. It wasn't just a scar, and she would find opportunities to slowly convince him in the future. After thinking about it, I lifted the quilt and was about to sit up and open the door. When I turned my head, I saw the phone screen light up.
(Am 3:00)
(SMS) Wu Hai: "Are you asleep?"