The girl pushed open the door and imdiately saw Sumr Monroe standing at the entrance.
She had moderate communication difficulties, and upon seeing Sumr, she panicked, her small face turning red instantly.
"I, you..."
The girl stamred when she spoke, and Sumr noticed that she was very introverted, so she took the initiative to speak first, "I was waiting for you. Why were you crying just now? Was it because of the stage performance?"
The girl bit her lip and nodded.
As she nodded, tears welled up again.
She hurriedly wiped away her tears and apologized awkwardly, "I’m sorry..."
"There’s nothing to be sorry about," Sumr softened her voice and asked, "Do you have any talents? If you’re shy about singing or dancing, you can play an instrunt."
The girl shook her head, "I can’t play instrunts... I can only do calligraphy and painting."
"Calligraphy and painting..." Sumr murmured, then her eyes suddenly lit up, asking, "Then you can perform painting on stage!"
The girl shook her head in fear, "I don’t dare... When there are too many people, I get nervous, and my mind goes blank."
"Well then," Sumr shrugged, "I’ll go on stage for you."
The girl was stunned, then looked at her in disbelief, "Really?"
Sumr nodded, "Really, I’m not lying. But actually, you can perform with ."
"Perform together?" The girl instinctively shook her head, "Forget it, if I go with you, I’ll only hold you back."
"Listen to ..." Sumr explained her idea to the girl.
The girl hesitated for a mont, then nodded firmly, "Okay!"
She volunteered, "You’ve helped so much, from now on I’ll take care of the dorm cleaning? I’m very good at organizing and cleaning."
Sumr laughed, "I noticed. Then you do the cleaning this week, and we’ll take turns after that."
"Okay!" The girl’s eyes sparkled, mustering the courage to say, "I thought a pretty girl like you would be hard to get along with. I didn’t expect..."
"Didn’t expect what?" Sumr shrugged, "Don’t judge by appearances; even pretty girls have to use the bathroom, just like you. And I think you’re very cute too."
It was the first ti soone called the girl cute, and her face turned as red as a monkey’s bottom.
Sumr found her even cuter and asked, "What’s your na?"
"My na is Holly Holloway."
"Your na is cute too, can I call you Holly?"
Holly nodded shyly, "Sure..."
"Then it’s settled, you can tell Mio Osborne that we’ll perform together."
"Mm-hmm!" Holly nodded again.
"I’ll go take a shower now. Don’t cry anymore, okay? I can’t stand seeing a cute girl cry."
Holly’s face turned red again, and she promised, "I definitely won’t cry again."
Only then did Sumr feel reassured. She took her shower items and went into the bathroom.
When she finished showering, it was already late, and the dorm lights would automatically go off at ten.
As Sumr was about to climb into bed in the dark, Holly turned on her phone’s light to illuminate the path for Sumr.
"Thank you." Sumr smiled gratefully, using the light to safely climb into bed.
The night gradually deepened.
Sumr covered her head with the blanket and turned on her phone.
There were still no incoming calls, only two junk advertisent ssages.
She deleted them, feeling an emptiness inside.
She couldn’t control her thoughts, recalling many things, like the first ti she t Damian Knight, and the first ti she made dumplings for him...
Sleepiness never ca, and tired of her strange emotions, Sumr got up, found a tool to light the sleep aid made by her foster mother.
Under the influence of the sleep aid, sleepiness finally crept in.
The sleep aid was specially made for her condition and didn’t affect Holly.
Just as Sumr was about to fall asleep, her phone suddenly rang.
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