Henson walked to handed the flower to her, "Congratulations to you for you have finished you thesis defense."
Wendy accepted it and said, "Thank you."
"Why do you look so tired? Do you fail in your defense? But as I know, you can always keep a good state at any time."
Wendy tried her best to control her feeling and just smiled silently.
Henson frowned, "Looks like you have got some troubles. What happened?"
Wendy was a little surprised that Henson was the first person who tell her feelings from her expression.
The more painful she felt, the more calm she would look for she would disguise herself after bewilderment.
Her mother once said to her, the hardest thing in the world is not steel, but the human’s heart.
The harder your heart is, the stronger you can be.
Her mother also said, do not let people find when you were weak, or else you will be very easily targeted by others.
Wendy's cell phone rang suddenly.
She lowered her head to open her bag weakly.
It was from Gorman, so she immediately hung up and threw her phone back to the bag.
Wendy still didn't know how to treat him.
Henson raised his eyebrows, "Why not answer the phone?"
"I don't want to."
Wendy took a deep breath, "Thank you for your flowers. And I'll go back first."
Then she headed into the house.
Henson grabbed Wendy on her wrist, "What happened indeed? Are you bullied by someone?"
His voice was so strict that she couldn't help looking back at him.
Seeing the tears in Wendy's eyes, Henson frowned, "Speak. If you don't say anything, how can I help you?"
Wendy raised her eyes, "Can I use your hug?"
Wendy stepped forward, with one hand holding the flower and the other hand circling around his waist. She then pressed her cheek against Henson's shoulder.
At that moment, Wendy thought if she stayed alone now, she would go crazy at last.
Wendy forced herself to keep calm in his arms.
Henson's body was so warm.
"Henson, can you touch my head to tell me everything is OK?"
Henson lowered his head to look at Wendy in his arms, feeling heart-broken in his heart.
He put one hand around her waist and stroke her hair with the other hand. Then he lay his chin on her head, "I am here, and everything is fine."
Wendy's heart shrank, and the tears finally fell down from her eyes.
Yes, if her mother was alive, she would also comfort her like this.
If her Dad... Was just an ordinary father who loved her. In this situation, he would probably comforted her, "Don't worry. No matter what happens, I’ll always be there for you."
It's okay, and everything was going to be okay.
Wendy turned her head a little to rub her eyes against Henson's chest.
She did not want anyone to find her tears.
However, in front of Henson, she seemed to have lost her control of herself.
The phone rang again.
She ignored it again.
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