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.

with shark clips

had just taken off on the floor, and when she bent down to pick it up, Winnie suddenly remembered that she seemed

with water, almost transparent, and better than

front of the mirror, looking down at her scarred wrists

the bathroom door, peeked a head out, and tentatively

her was

looks like it's not

of her suitcase and rummaging for her

small things in bits

through both suitcases, Channing's voice came from

and blocked it with her shirt, "Look

handed her one from the top of the suitcase she

remained unchanged:

go wash it, I'll find it

glanced unobtrusively at the hand she was draped over, and after a moment, she rose

did Winnie withdraw her eyes and look in

have basically been packed up by Channing, leaving

things do take a little time

up and went outside, opened the refrigerator to pour a glass of

the refrigerator, you see

closed the refrigerator

she saw

still a little

to wait until the temperature

the table, staring at the glass of milk, a

her milk and washed the glass into the room when Channing had put all her makeup on

place, because some of those colorful

at her, "Finished with

I come, the time is late, you have

much left, so we'll rest after

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