"Are you angry in the car today?" Molly asked Allen uneasily.
Allen didn't deny it. He looked at her and asked, "Have you found out?"
"Yes, I was aware in the car." Molly nodded, "But I don't know why you are angry."
Allen didn't say anything for a while. After a while, he continued, "Forget it. It's late. Wash up and go to bed."
After saying that, Allen stood up from the chair and walked towards the bedroom first.
Molly didn't understand what he meant, but she still felt annoyed and thumped the table two times.
Hearing the sound of the slaps, Molly was still angry. Looking at the open door, she went back to her room angrily.
Allen was no longer on the edge of the bed, and only the sound of water came from the bathroom nearby. It seemed that Allen was going to take a shower.
Molly couldn't find a place to release her anger. She also knew that if the two of them didn't make it clear today, let's not mention whether they could sleep well or not first. If it was really delayed until tomorrow, the problem would be very serious. Even if they had a quarrel today, Molly had to make it clear today.
Molly thought for a while, turned around and went downstairs to find a room to take a shower. After a while, she went upstairs and continued with Allen.
But when she returned to her room, Allen was already lying on the bed.
Hearing the door open, Allen opened his eyes and asked, "Why are you back?"
Hearing his question, Molly's anger that had just been suppressed came up again. "This is my room. Why can't I come back?"
"No, I didn't mean that." Allen wanted to explain, but he scratched his hair irritably and said in a bad tone, "Since you have washed up, go to bed quickly!"
After saying that, Allen turned around and lay back, without looking at Molly's face.
Molly was almost pissed off by him. 'You are sick of me and you don't want to talk to me at all?'
Molly stared at the bulge on the bed angrily and bit her lower lip. 'Okay, you don't say to me, do you? I don't say to you either! If you ignore me for one day, I will ignore you for three days! Let's see who the two of us are more impatient!'
Molly walked to the other side of the bed and lay down quietly, ignoring Allen.
At the same time, Allen turned off the light as soon as he felt that Molly was lying on the bed.
Both of the two couldn't fall asleep because of their worries.
In this atmosphere, Molly sat up from the bed first and turned on the lamp on her side. Under the soft light of the lamp, she looked at Allen, whose eyes were closed but he was not asleep at all. She shook his body and said, "I know you are not asleep. Get up quickly. Let's have a talk!"
"What do you want to talk about so late?" Allen's face darkened, "Let's talk about it tomorrow."
"No way!" Molly firmly pulled him up from the bed. "If we can't make it clear tonight, you don't have to go to bed. Today's matter must be solved today!"
Allen sat up helplessly. Looking at the stubborn Molly, he could only turn on the light. "Okay, let's talk!"
"Why are you angry in the car today?" The question came back to the starting point.
Allen took a deep breath and finally spit it out. He looked at Molly and asked seriously, "May I not tell you?"
"No way!" Molly disagreed.
"Because I'm not happy." Allen said after a while.
"Why are you unhappy?" Molly continued to ask, "Is it because of me?"
Allen glanced at her, and his meaning was self-evident.
"But I didn't say anything." Molly felt so aggrieved. "I just made a comment on that car today and said it was valuable."
Allen's eyes darkened, "But you refused."
Molly wanted to retort, but she remembered that she seemed to have said let him drive that car himself.
Allen chuckled, sounding a little self-deprecating, which made Molly very uncomfortable. Just when she was about to say something, she heard Allen say, "This is the first time I give a gift to someone. I didn't expect that I didn't give it out!"
His words made Molly feel even more uncomfortable. She fumbled for Allen's hand and held it in her own hand. She said softly, "Allen, I'm sorry..."
Before Molly could finish her words, she was interrupted by Allen, "Forget it. It's late at night. Aren't you sleepy? Go to sleep. "
Then Allen turned off the light and lay down.
Seeing that Allen had already closed his eyes, Molly had no choice but to sit for a while and then lay back with him.
Molly turned off the bedside lamp, and the whole room fell into darkness again.
In a daze, Allen found that Molly was approaching him. After a while, Molly tentatively hooked Allen's finger on the outside of the quilt.
The corners of Allen's mouth were slightly curved and said nothing.
"Allen..." After a while, Molly called out tentatively.
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