She vigorously wiped away her tears, bit her lip slightly, and looked at Trenton Smith: "I saved your ex-girlfriend, you will save my brother, right?"
Trenton's pupils contracted slightly as he looked at her: "Did he tell you?"
Norris Moore smiled mockingly at him, "You were planning to hide this from me?"
"Norris Moore..."
"I don't want to talk anymore." She pulled up the quilt, covering herself, her muffled voice came from beneath the blankets, "I'm very tired, I haven't slept all night, I want to rest. Can you leave me alone?"
Trenton quieted down, standing by and watching Norris, wrapped like a small figure in her blanket. A slight pain struck between his eyebrows. He raised his hand to gently massage there, then sat down on the nearby sofa.
The splendid morning sun shone in through the window, casting a silent figure on the man. His brows were shrouded in a deep twilight.
*
Norris Moore woke up at noon.
