When Channing returned, Winnie was packing her things.

She had to put on makeup and change her clothes this afternoon, so those things were just left in the bedroom.

Channing walked over to her as he rolled up the cuffs of his shirt, picked up the contents of her arms and hung them in the checkroom.

Winnie looked at her empty hand, then at his back, and whispered, "Are your sister and the others gone already."

Channing said, "Hmmm," "Let's go."

Winnie hung her head and resumed her crouch in front of the suitcase.

She looked at all those things inside and didn't know how to pack them for a while.

Channing crouched next to her on one bent knee, "Go ahead and take a shower, I'll take care of these."

"Don't." Winnie took one piece outside and turned her head to look at him, "Go ahead and wash it while I put this ......"

Looking at his slightly raised eyebrow, Winnie was a little annoyed, "What are you smiling at."

"It's nothing." Channing took what she was holding, "It was my fault this time, it won't happen again."

Stella sent him a message before she arrived and he didn't see it.

Winnie: "......"

This is something that she can really be shy about for the rest of her life.

Winnie stood up, "You take it."

Channing's lips curled down, "Good."

She took her pajamas and makeup remover toiletries out of her suitcase and quickly went into the bathroom.

door, secured her hair with shark clips

to get her pajamas and accidentally dropped the ribbon she had just taken off on the floor,

is stained with water, almost transparent, and better than

and stood in front of the mirror, looking down at her scarred wrists and

the bathroom door, peeked a head out, and

answer to her was

it's not

of her suitcase and rummaging for her wrist

hurry when he moved, and there were many small things in bits and pieces, and she completely forgot

suitcases, Channing's voice came from behind

wrist down and blocked it with her

one from the top of the suitcase she had just

remained

...... go wash it, I'll

over, and after a moment, she rose

withdraw her eyes and look in the far corner of

been packed up by Channing, leaving

do take a

went outside, opened the refrigerator to pour a glass of ice water

open the refrigerator, you see

silently closed the refrigerator

when she saw

a little

should be planning to wait until the temperature is right before taking it

the table, staring at the glass of milk, a smile slowly

glass into the room when Channing

cold Daphne's place, because some of those

at her, "Finished

or put tomorrow I come, the time is late, you have to go

"There's not much left,

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