"Really, you're so nice" Cill said gratefully.
I really didn't expect to meet such a kind person.
It seems that God still cares for her a little.
Cill changed into the suit the girl had bought for herself.
She walked to the glass of the phone booth and took a photo, and found that she was wearing a long Indian skirt at the moment, with a veil covering her hair, a veil covering her nose, and Indian-style makeup painted on her eyes.
Ciel was glad to see herself in the mirror, for she didn't even recognize herself, let alone outsiders.
After saying goodbye to the girl, Ciel left the phone booth in the open.
Anyway, when she walks out like this, everyone will think that she is a girl from India, and no one will find out about her.
With the girl's money for herself, Ciel rented a small room in a dark hotel nearby, intending to contact Sarina tomorrow morning.
She lay on the bed, her eyes closed and wanted to sleep, but she couldn't sleep after tossing and turning.
She finally opened her eyes and looked at the white ceiling above her.
In her mind, she repeated the scene outside the park gate over and over again.
His daughter was coquettish with him and asked him to take her to the park to play.
He pampered his daughter's hand and smiled in agreement.
He looked up to meet her gaze.
She was like an ugly monster who couldn't see the light, and she ran away.
A tear suddenly fell from her eye socket and fell on her pillow.
She smiled wryly.
She really never dreamed that they would see each other again.
She didn't expect that he already had such a big daughter.
Calculate the age of the little girl, probably three or four years old.
That is, as soon as she died, Kerry became pregnant Scold.
She closed her eyes, barely able to breathe in distress.
When she was free in the country of Bela, she often lay on the grass stupidly and fantasized about whether he would be sad or regretful when he knew that she had jumped into the river and died After all, they used to be lovers anyway, and she lost a child because of him.
Now she knew that it was all just her fantasy, her unrealistic fantasy.
After all, if he still had a trace of affection for her, how could he impregnate Kelly not long after she died, and their child died How could he do such a cruel thing But what does all this have to do with her?
What does it have to do with her?
She raised her hand to wipe her tears, and didn't overturn her head to cover her head with a pillow and thought stubbornly.
She didn't care.
She didn't care who he had children with.
Who cares.
She said many times in her heart that she didn't care, that she wasn't jealous.
But the tears that had fallen all night, the pillow wet with tears, were proof that she was lying. proves that she is deceiving herself.
The next morning.
Cill was standing outside the gate of the park last night, cocking his head as her friend Sharina's car passed.
After waiting for half an hour, she became more and more impatient and anxious, and walked around in the same place with a nervous expression.
She was afraid that last night's scene would happen again.
Although she is dressed like this now, he may not recognize herself even when they meet.
But she was still afraid.
After all, no matter how low the probability is, it still exists, doesn't it?
So she couldn't help but be afraid.
Just as she was about to collapse with nervousness, a silver Rolls-Royce drove up on the other side of the park path. oshow7 t1706231537: