The dark room suddenly lit up with lights and Starry was startled.
The ensuing boys made her hand tremble even more, just got the phone's hand shook a bit, did not hold it steady, the phone fell to the ground so.
"It's me."
Starry looked back and saw Filip , and also remembered the afternoon's events.
She pursed her lips for a moment, leaned over and picked the phone up and looked at the time.
It's seven o'clock, no wonder it's dark.
She slowly eased over and got out of bed on her side, "Have you been here all this time?"
Probably just woke up, Starry's voice was a little raspy.
"Hmm."
Filip responded, looking at her bare feet on the ground, his thin lips moved, and finally said nothing.
He watched Starry walk barefoot to his heels, his dark eyes moving as if he guessed what she wanted: "Want some water?"
Starry nodded and sat down on the couch, reaching for the water bottle, but Filip was one step ahead.
He picked up a cup from the side and poured her a glass of water and placed it in front of her heel: "It's still warm and the cup is washed."
Starry gave him a look, "Thanks."
She picked up the glass and lowered her head and took a sip of half a glass of water.
Filip stood aside and looked down at her face.
Despite the sleep, the tear marks on Starry's face were still very visible.
Starry had slept for more than two hours and had a slight headache.
She drank the water, holding the remaining half glass of water, and inclined her head to look at Filip aside : "Don't you want to eat dinner?"
At this hour, she was also a little hungry.
"What about you?"
Filip's eyebrows twitched slightly as he looked at her and asked directly.
"I'm a little hungry."
When she said that, Filip knew why she asked that.
He took the initiative to get up, "Get changed, I'll meet you at the door and have a meal together."
He said it directly and naturally, without giving Starry a chance to refuse.
When the words were finished, Filip had already walked to the foyer and opened the door by pressing his hand on the handle.
Before leaving, he glanced at Starry again, "Or, do you want to eat inside the room?"
Starry looked at him and pursed her lips, "Let's eat at the restaurant."
"I'll wait for you outside."
Filip nodded a little and turned to leave the room.
With a "click", the door was closed and the room fell back into peace.
Starry sat on the couch for a few seconds before slowly putting down the cup in her hand and getting up to go into the bathroom.
She walked to the sink and looked at herself inside the mirror, only then did she realize that her face was tear-stained and a bit of a mess.
Starry raised his hand and touched the tear tracks on his face, which were dry and had a few rubs.
She turned on the water and washed her face down with the cool water.
The cold water hit his face, a few remaining sleep also washed away, Starry lifted his head, looking at himself in the mirror, slightly hooked his lips, showing a smile.
Filip got out of the room before he took out his phone and returned Dillon's message.
To be precise, send a message to Dillon.
Dillon sent more than a dozen messages to Filip in the afternoon are like a stone sink, the phone call is also a moment to be hung up on, if not for the two of them more than 20 years of friendship, he would have pulled Filip to the black.
The news received at this moment, Dillon was directly exasperated.
See, what kind of talk is this?
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