Fred knew that Bess's behavior was not serious again. He put the tablecloth on the bar counter and walked out, ignoring Bess.
"Haha! Hahaha! You are so cute, Fred! " Bess's laughter rang behind him.
When Fred entered his bedroom, he walked straight to the bathroom. In the mirror, looking at himself and touching his whiskers which were not as thick as Bess had imagined, and he couldn't help but wonder, 'Well, it's indeed not as bad as I've imagined!'! He was just as young as he was several years ago, and didn't look old at all! If Bess said he was old all the time, he would definitely be old later!
"Fred! Fred! Fred !" Bess knocked on Fred's door again.
'The annoying girl again!' When Fred was about to go to bed, he lay prone on the bed and reluctantly got up, afraid that the door would be damaged if she knocked again!
"What's up? What time is it now? " With a yawn, Fred opened the door and looked at Bess.
"Can you lend me a shirt?" With a pitiful look on her face, Bess held the door tightly, fearing that Fred would drive her away.
"A shirt?" Fred looked at Bess up and down in confusion.
"Look at the clothes, I wore it when I ran away from home, now they are almost torn. Look, there's a hole in it!" Bess didn't get shy, she pointed at the hem of her shirt and showed it to Fred.
"Okay, I see." Fred immediately turned around and went back to the room to take a white T-shirt for Bess and threw it to her. "Take your clothes and go away quickly."
"Hey, Fred, you're so nice to me!" Said Bess, looking at Fred, she almost cried, she only knew Fred for a few days since she left home, and she thought he had done the utmost.
"I'm not used to you like this. Go back to your bedroom and sleep." Fred closed the door impatiently and returned to bed, with a smile on his face.
When Bess returned to her room in the attic prepared by Fred several days ago, she took a shower and put on the shirt of Fred. She didn't get used to the strange man's scent, but it tasted good.
She slept soundly and had a good dream. In her dream, Bess seemed to have returned to the time six years ago, when she had been sitting on the horizontal bar in the school playground with her legs swinging, many people were running on the playground. When Jack's voice came from downstairs, she was frightened and fell down from the horizontal bar. The pain she had imagined did not appear, but the feeling was warm and soft. Bess tried to get up, but she looked up into a pair of deep eyes, the jaw was clean, the lips were slightly thick, and the nose was straight.
"Fred?" Bess took a closer look at the man lying under her, it was Fred!
"Bess! Why do you come to my school again? Didn't I tell you to meet at the bar?" Jack laughed and tried to pull her up.
Bess's eyes narrowed in the sun's light and put her hand in Jack's, they walked away smilingly. Fred was still lying on the track, he stood up and said to Bess, "You owe me 388 dollars!"
"Hey, Fred! I'll pay you back! " Bess woke up from her dream and jerked up.
After waking up, Bess looked at the small attic where she lived, she rubbed her sore neck and said, "Fortunately, it's just a dream!" But why did her neck hurt so much as if she had fallen down.
Bess got out of bed, rubbed her neck and walked out of the bar counter. Then she poured a large glass of water and gulped it down.
"Is there any arrangement today?" Fred's voice came from the bar counter.
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