Chan looks at me for a second, then he turns his attention back to driving. He saw that sad face, like feelings of anxiety, fear and sadness.
"What's wrong? Is there a problem?" Chan asked me.
"No, nothing," I answered quietly.
Chan suddenly stopped the car, he looked at me. This man looked at me coldly.
"What's wrong? Can you not put on a sad face like that? You make me worry!"
Hearing Chan's words, I smiled sweetly and laughed. Chan is so cute. "What do you mean? Ah sorry, I was just thinking of something! Can we take a walk?"
"Ah yes of course. What are you thinking about?" Chan said as he started to drive the car again.
"I think about you!"
Chan smiled sweetly, there was a blush on his cheeks. He was ashamed he had made this girl think of him to make him look worried.
"What's the matter with me?"
"Yeah, what's wrong? I don't know. I'm just afraid you hate me. Do you hate me Chan? I left you!"
