Lena found a place to sit alone, just having argued with a group of people over there, but she was feeling very upset.
Those absurd scenes kept flashing through her mind, and she felt a bit disdainful of herself.
She looked down at the red bean bracelet on her wrist, the prominent red color seemed to remind her that the images with Hunter were evidence of betrayal.
I rubbed my fingertips on the bracelet several times, feeling like I was dying at that moment.
I don't know how long I had been sitting there when Hunter's voice sounded behind me, "Let's go back."
She seemed not to hear.
Hunter came over to her and saw her staring blankly at a spot on the ground by her feet.
"Lena, went back."
Lena looked up, glanced at him, and then looked away.
Hunter reached out to touch her cheek, but she dodged away.
His hand paused in the air, his fingertips curling slightly.
She stood up first and walked out with big strides.
When she got on the bus, she deliberately chose a seat far away.
They didn
