After eating, they slowly went back home.

Daphne told him to sit on the sofa and went to get iodine volts under the coffee table, intending to disinfect his wound.

Just as she removed his band-aid, she heard him ask, "Have you ever been to Sydney?"

Daphne froze in confusion. "No. "

She looked at the scabbed wound as she spoke, asking, "How does it hurt? I see that the wound seems to be recovering. If it still hurts badly, could it be a concussion?"

Donald was silent.

He said thoughtfully, "It's fine. It doesn't hurt that much. Just do it casually."

Despite what he said, Daphne gave him all-around disinfection before reapplying the band-aid and said solemnly, "If you're still in pain tomorrow, go to the hospital."

Donald nodded, and as Daphne turned to throw the swab, he asked again, "Have we met before? I mean, earlier than when we met at the police station."

Daphne paused, turned her head and smiled, "I don't think so."

"Then why did you say I saved you twice last night?"

Daphne fell silent.

Donald explained, "You are four or five years younger than me. We are neither in the same class, in the same year, nor in the same school. You can't have had a crush on me when you were a student, right?"

Daphne said nothing.

Donald was a little surprised.

Did he guess correctly?

go to the same school. How could

his arm crossed over his lap, leaning slightly and gazing at her, "Then tell

up until Daphne

she whispered, "It was a long, long time ago. It was probably a trivial thing for

Daphne was unwilling to say more, Donald did not push her but

saw the pen cap, and she took it with

it up

it and

reaction, Donald couldn't help but ask, "First

"What?"

talking about, she became relaxed. She was relieved as she stared at the pen cap and slowly said, "There was once someone who lit up my world like a beam

fearlessly for the sake of justice in their hearts despite obstacles. After the darkness of night, light

asked, "So you were inspired by this pen cap to be a journalist to report the truth even if it

I couldn't hold on, as soon as I saw

say such words is not a good person. Maybe some moral

Daphne was speechless.

retorted in a low voice, "He's

in but didn't tell you

to rescue you? No, so he

didn't retort

He really didn't remember.

a while, Donald got up, "Alright. It's late. I'm gonna go. Get to

him to the door and waved

got into the lift,

about to close, Daphne said, "He

didn't hear

doors closed at the

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