Thinking of the man lying in the BL Alley three years ago, the pungent smell of blood all over his body, the solidified blood covered half of his face, and the scene of drawing a group of fierce people away, Michelle still had a lingering fear.
In the past more than 20 years, she had saved a lot of small animals and then been bitten. She had helped the old women who fell down to the ground, but she was blackmailed. She had helped her classmates cheat and was punished after it was found by the teachers. All of these were not as dangerous as the time when she saved Tim at that night.
It took her a long time to calm down.
She didn't know if the person she had saved was a good guy or a bad buy, and she had been nervous for a long time.
Although saving a life was a good thing, she thought if she saved an unpardonable villain, she would be doomed.
She thought worriedly, 'What if the bad guy want to kill me to keep my mouth shut forever?' Just like the little animal she had saved, it would give her a bite first when it woke up, and like the old woman who blackmailed her. What she feared most was to be punished.
She thought worriedly if she would be killed and even her parents would be implicated.
Therefore, during that period of time, she was in a dilemma.
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y were not face to face, she could lie.
Austin replied, "Oh."
"Why did he feel a little disappointed?" Murmured Michelle in a low voice. Thinking of the long message she prepared to send to Lydia yesterday, she breathed a sigh of relief. "Oh, it's his cousin. Fortunately, I didn't tell Lydia."
Michelle texted, "Oh, I see. Can I ask you one more question? Do you like someone, Austin?
Austin asked again, "Who let you ask me?
Michelle typed the word "No one", and the next message popped up.
Austin replied, "Don't tell me again that no one asked you to do that and it's you who wanted to ask me about it. I don't believe it."
"How does Austin know it's someone else who wants to ask about it, not me? I can't say it's Lydia, or it will be embarrassing." Michelle whispered curiously.
Michelle texted, "Well. I have a friend who likes you, so she wants to ask if you have someone you like."
Austin replied, "Please tell your friend that I already have a girlfriend."
Michelle texted, "Then the person you like is your girlfriend?"
After sending this message, Michelle suddenly became a little nervous. She sat up straight, as if waiting for the result of a trial.
The next second, a new dialog box appeared.
There were only three words and a dot.
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