After Anette woke up the next day, she turned and saw Alan at the bedside.
She didn't know if Alan could rest well, his deep eye sockets looked a little tired.
He hugged her and looked at Anette at the side, his eyes dazed.
Anette and Alan looked at each other, then she lifted the blanket and got off the bed, and walked out of the room in the blink of an eye.
Alan watched her departing figure and slowly lowered his eyelids. His heart was flooded with unspeakable emotions.
After a while, he was about to sit down, and as Anette came back, she brought his already folded back clothes.
"Your clothes have dried, put them on."
Even after an exciting night, Alan couldn't see Anette's blushing face.
It seemed that this girl could hide her expression all the time, it was impossible to know her true feelings from her heart.
Alan took the clothes and raised his eyes at her, but he found that Anette was gone.
