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.

closed the door, secured her hair with shark clips and

accidentally dropped the ribbon she had just taken off on the floor, and when she bent

with water, almost transparent, and better than

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

bathroom door, peeked a head out, and tentatively voiced,

her

looks like it's not in

out, crouching in front of

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

through both suitcases, Channing's

down and blocked it with her shirt, "Look for my

down and handed her one from the top of the suitcase she

face remained unchanged: "Not

"You ...... go wash it,

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

eyes and look in the far corner of the

been packed up by Channing, leaving some household items and makeup

a little time to

was a little thirsty, got up and went outside, opened the refrigerator to pour a glass of ice water

you see that

the refrigerator

when she saw a glass of freshly heated milk

a

until the

glass of milk, a smile slowly rising

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

original cold Daphne's place, because some of those colorful things,

looked over at her, "Finished

time is late, you have to go to

much left, so we'll rest

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