After long silence, Kennedy did not answer.
Alice wondered if she has asked too much, so he did not want to answer.
Thinking of that, Alice said, "If you think I have too many questions and do not know which one to answer, then go by step, I ask one and you answer one, how about that?"
Kennedy pursed his thin lips and determination could be seen in his eyes.
"Do you want to know so badly? Details about other women?"
Then he smiled again. “Can I stay in this bed after I answer?'
"Why not?" Alice said naturally, which surprised Kennedy.
He felt that something was wrong.
But he couldn't tell what was wrong.
"Do you hear me? No lies, no silence."
Kennedy, "..."
Could he choose to die?
"Kennedy?"
She called his name again, and Kennedy twitched his lips and managed to get a word out of his throat.
"Ok."
Having his answer, Alice was pleased and felt she was close to truth.
"Well, answer the first question. Where were you? Why did that happen?"
"Private party, business battle." In fact, Kennedy knew who drugged him. The man was just to test if he was really disabled. And there was probably no one else in the world who cared that much about his disability.
His answer was quite concise, Alice secretly thought, and then asked, "How did it happen? Where were you?"
Kennedy was silent for a long time, suddenly stretched out his hand to hold her and told her.
"It happened so suddenly, the woman rushed up and I was drugged and confused."
Alice nodded, "Which day?"
This date was important.
He suddenly did not answer, but hugged her tightly.
"Will you stop asking?"
Alice, "why?"
How could she know if she didn't ask? She wanted to hear him say what she thought was the answer, even though the answer was already in her mind.
It was like someone suddenly said something he shouldn't, and then admonished others not to say it. Because he said something wrong, he was very worried about it and always asked repeatedly to be reassured.
She didn't say anything wrong, but she was had the similar mind.
"Why? Doesn't it bother you?"
"No." Alice shook her head, she wanted to know what she wanted to know and wanted him to answer her.
Though it was good she wanted to be with him for whatever reason, seeing that she did not care, Kennedy felt uncomfortable.
Kennedy felt disappointed and gave a self-deprecating smile, "I feel uncomfortable."
Alice, "..."
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