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"I will go on a mission later, do you want to follow?" An asked.

Allen helped sort out the pile of documents on the table, "No, I have to meet someone."

"Who is it?" Ann asked curiously.

"a friend."

"It's a surprise that I can still see you." Allen said with a smile.

Blake raised his eyebrows, "Are you cursing me to die early?"

"No way. How long have we not seen each other?"

"More than a year."

Allen nodded, "It's been so long."

He crossed his hands and stared straight at the person opposite, Alan was looked a little unnaturally, "What's wrong?"

"Caroline is dead."

Allen froze for a moment, and it took a long time before he said, "Oh, that's it."

"Do you remember her?"

"Ah."

Blake sighed, "Are you still sad for her?"

Alan was about to answer, but changed his words, "Are you testing me?"

"We've been friends for so many years, and we know each other well. Do you think I'd be so bored to test you?"

"I'm sorry for her, more of a pity." Allen said with his head down.

"...I really didn't expect that there would be such a day when we didn't know what to say while sitting." Blake chuckled softly.

That's because I don't want to start the topic anymore, Ellen was silent.

After a while, Blake got up, probably still a little uneasy.

Putting his hand on Allen's shoulder, the latter looked up at him, "You don't have to think so much, huh?"

Allen pursed the corner of his mouth slightly, "Yeah."

Seeing that she was still in deep thought, Blake withdrew his hand helplessly.

"Treasure the people around you." He gently helped Alan pin the excess hair behind his ears.

"Yes." Allen answered him with a slight smile as if he had thought of something.

After seeing off Blake, Alan frequently lost his mind when reading the materials for the rest of the day, and sometimes he was in a daze while writing.

Suddenly remembering to reply an email to someone else, I patted my forehead a few times before focusing on the screen.

Allen came to knock on Ann's door with the little yellow duck in his arms at night, but there was no answer inside, so he opened the door and went in.

"Excuse me..." Allen said softly.Ann is in the shower.

Allen found a chair and sat down, waiting for the girl in the bathroom to come out, while playing with the duck in his hand.

When Ann came out, she didn't expect that there was someone outside, so she was taken aback.

Allen looked at her hair still dripping water, a towel hanging around her neck, and wearing loose white pajamas, blinked a few times, and swallowed secretly.

An's face was still a little red, maybe it was from the steam from the bathroom.

"You, why are you here?" The girl tried her best to hide her inner panic.

Allen felt bad, "I miss you." The answer was very smooth.

Ann's eyes widened, "Really?"

Allen nodded and changed his tone, "Fake."

Ann curled her lips, like a puppy rejected by its owner.

"Okay, okay, really." Alan was afraid that she would not believe it, so he added, "I won't lie to you."

Ann snorted and wiped her hair once and for all.

Allen pointed to the hair dryer on the bedside table, "Why don't you use that?"

"It's noisy."

"Oh." Allen deliberately prolonged the ending, "Then... can I lie on your bed?"

An looked in disbelief, "Are you sure?"

Allen nodded heavily to show his firm attitude, and added, "I took a shower."

"Okay, I'm very happy." An waved his hand.

Allen frowned and stared at her suspiciously for several seconds before taking the little yellow duck and slowly sitting on Ann's bed, muttering on the way, "I'm in a wolf's den? What? ghost?"

"Is there anything you want to tell me?"

Allen didn't answer, he lifted a corner of the quilt and patted the position on the right.

After Ann sat next to him, Allen said slowly, "I want to chat with you."

Ann laughed, and Allen took the little yellow duck's hand and hit her.

"Be serious."

"Good good."

Allen looked into the little yellow duck's round brown eyes, "...if my past wasn't good at all, what would you do?"

"What does it matter, I like you now, and I accept you in the past."

"Really?"

"Really." The two looked at each other, and Allen saw trust and consistent tolerance in Ann's eyes.

Allen looked away, "Why are you so nice." She held the duck up in front of Ann, "Even it says hello. I'm going to be jealous."

Ann reached out and touched her head, "Can I call you 'Baby'?"

"No, it's too nasty."

Allen rubbed his foot against Ann's leg, and An gave her a meaningful look, and the latter smiled until his eyes became slits.

Enough of the fuss, Alan helped the duckling smooth the hair on the top of its head, "I have a friend who I met in the first grade of junior high school and had a good time. I told him that I wanted to eat KFC, and then he went to ask for a leave slip , but then I didn't want to go; once we were nervous and rode to the top of the mountain in the middle of the night to watch the sunrise the next day, but the wind was strong that night and we chatted for hours shaking, the uncle who did the morning exercise the next day He looked at us with a confused face; he and I went to watch a midnight movie, the mall was closed, and he and I couldn’t find the elevator for a long time, and finally asked a security guard to find it, but luckily we were not late; I spent the whole day If I asked him to give me a gift, he really did it..."

Allen always smiled when he said, "I was really happy at that time." He said sincerely.

"When we first got along, we often quarreled, but it's not really a big deal. It's just that we have different opinions, but we don't let anyone else."

Quietly listening to Alan's intermittent recounting of his past, nodding from time to time.

"Later, we... had a big conflict. Actually, I knew it, but I thought that if I ignored it... there would be no problem. I'm too proud. I don't want to bow my head and admit my mistakes."

Allen raised his head and smiled slightly, "Did I have a bad personality before? Very willful?"

An Xin shook her head and held her cold hand, "How could that be?"

Allen didn't break free, "I know. If you met me at that time, you would definitely not like me."

"Will do."

"why?"

"Because if I knew that you were so gentle later, I would definitely fall in love with you at first sight."

"When did you see that I was gentle?" Allen smiled.

"A lot, like now."

"... I became what I am now when I met them." Allen continued, "After we were divided into classes, we pretended to be strangers at school, and we would not say hello when we saw them occasionally. There is an intersection, but, no matter what, we can’t go back to the past.”

"He said that I used to be the light of his world, but later he found out that I was a bastard." Allen took a deep breath, "But he still said he was grateful to me, thank me for letting him understand the cruel truth of this world."

Ann knew how painful it would be to tear the scar open, but she didn't stop it. She knew that Alan needed to vent the backlog of emotions in her heart.

"You think I seldom cry, but I love to cry a lot, you just didn't see it."

Allen leaned on Ann's shoulder, as if tired, with his eyes closed.

Ann heard her say vaguely, "My ex-girlfriend is dead. Her name is Caroline."

"She used to dote on me, but I didn't know how to cherish the love others gave me and squander her patience with me. I thought I could go on forever." Allen smiled wryly, "We broke up, she changed One girlfriend after another, we haven't spoken again. I really want to find her, but I know very well that my reluctance to her is because I can't ask for it."

Ann thought, what about you to me?What do you think?But she didn't ask.

"Do you remember a question? Which one do you choose between the person who likes you and the person you like?"

Allen asked himself and answered, "I chose the person I like. Because if you don't like it, you really don't like it."

No one spoke in the room for a long time, until Allen looked at Ann.

Under the light, her eyes are bright, always with a smile.

"Why don't you talk?" Allen asked.

"Do you like me?" After all, she asked a question that she had cared about for a long time, and Ann's heart couldn't help but speed up.

"Are you scared?" Allen leaned closer to her, pursing his lips tightly.

"..."

Ellen smiled again, "I've told you all this, what do you think?" She clicked to the point as always, deliberately closed the door, hugged the little yellow duck in her arms, got up and walked to the door.

"Good night." She mouthed—"Baby."

An watched her gently close the door, and didn't realize that she had been giggling for a long time.

Probably like it?Looks like tonight is destined to be a sweet dream.