When he came over, he asked fiercely: "What are you doing here? Why don't you go home so late?" The boy was a gangster and often got into fights. So she also knows what others think of her. But accusing herself in front of everyone like this made her feel ashamed, angry and wrong. What she said and did later was a bit blurry. The only thing she remembered was that he was angry and justified in his accusation.
Later, oh, she always sighs when she thinks about it, later, later, later, later, later, nothing happened.
In front of the entrance to the waiting room, the two of them stopped. He stared at her closely. For a few seconds, she didn't pay attention. Seeing his silence, she said, "You go in first." She originally wanted to say, "I'll leave after you go in," but she heard a sentence in her ear, "Can I hug you?"
She looked up sharply and looked at him. His eyes didn't dodge at all, and his expression was serious. She didn't speak, but took a step forward without any hesitation and put her arms around his waist. He slowly hugged her, resting his head on her shoulder, letting out a deep sigh, and his warm breath touched the skin on her shoulder. She also sighed in her heart, this hug seemed to release and soothe the regrets in their hearts.
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