"It was you, wasn't it?" When he didn't respond, Molly became more certain, "I knew you wouldn't die."
"You scared me.." She was groggy and touched the man's chin.
Is this a dream?
If this is a dream, let it last a little longer.
With tears streaming down her face, she slightly bowed her body, reached out, and hooked her arm around his neck.
The man had a light kiss on his lips, and his body shuddered slightly.
"You asked me if I liked you before. In fact, I liked you a long time ago, but I was afraid of being rejected by you and dared not say it." She mumbled, resting on his collarbone, talking to herself.
Looking at the face close at hand, Jeremy Norman's eyes were full of deep affection.
He really wanted to wake her but was also afraid to do so.
Jeremy carried the sleeping Molly to the car and made her lie on the seat, covering her with a blanket.
