Once I learned a lesson from that, my first reaction was to doubt if Fannie was stealing again.
But apart from that, what I'm more worried about is if they will put the charges of theft on me again.
I couldn't help but feel a little scared. At this time, the door behind me was opened, and out came Robbie.
When their eyes met, Robbie first looked at his wrist and glanced at his watch.
"May I ask you something?"
Seeing that Robbie was leaving, I couldn't help but ask, hoping he can answer my question.
Robbie didn't answer but also didn't leave, waiting quietly for me to speak.
"Is that Michelle Rogelio's lover? Where is she now? "
There was a sudden frown on Robbie's calm face, and a flicker of anger in his eyes.
Although I didn't see him often, I haven't seen him like this.
His frown made me regret having asked him such a stupid question.
But now he had recovered quickly. Robbie seemed to have told me in a warning tone, "In this world, love is the most fragile thing. What attracts the most is love, and the cruelest is love. If it is true love, then who do you think should be with Rogelio today?"
I thought Robbie's answer was a hint to me. He wanted to tell me that Michelle left Rogelio after the accident.
But later I learned that human heart is a very complicated thing, and some truth is far more simple than you think.
After saying a few words to me, Robbie turned around and left.
I saw him enter a room not far from us, he also lives on the third floor.
The next morning, everything was so calm that I had forgotten that Fannie I saw in a trance yesterday.
Maybe it's because of what Robbie said last night, I didn't want to read the love letter of Michelle. If it's really like what he said, that love for Rogelio was not a happy memory, but a tragedy.
It's fine outside. I've been thinking about taking Rogelio out to bask in the sun for a couple of days, and the idea came to me again.
This time, I called Leo, and he readily agreed to my request. He helped me put Rogelio into the wheelchair and send him to the garden outside the villa.
I was wandering alone in the garden with Rogelio. "It's very nice today, Rogelio. Do you smell the fragrance of the flowers? Do you think the air outside is fresh? "
"It would be nice if you could open your eyes and have a look. The world is actually very beautiful, isn't it? Why are you so reluctant to leave and not willing to open your eyes? If you still want to be self willed, let me be your eyes... "
When I was talking to Rogelio, a girl suddenly appeared in front of us. She threw away her luggage in a casual manner and opened her arms to give him a big hug.
After hugging Rogelio for nearly a minute, the girl muttered, "Brother, I'm back. I miss you. Do you miss me?"
I saw the girl in front of me. She was dressed in casual clothes, a white T-shirt and a pair of jeans, with a black backpack on her back, and her long hair hanging down, a peaked cap hanging on the top of her head.
The girl looked up, with her big clear eyes blinking beautifully.
The girl looked at me curiously, but there was no viciousness in her eyes. She smiled and asked, "who are you? Are you new here? "
She made me feel comfortable to look at her. That way of living is a state of life I most admire. But I have never smiled so happily like her when I was at the same age with her.
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