Ashley quickly interrupted the other person: 'Are you asking why my legs are tired?" The other person looked at her with surprise, her clear eyes unable to hide her thoughts. Seeing this, Ashley lowered her eyes slightly, when she raised her head, she revealed a gentle smile: 'You just asked if sitting on the ground is comfortable, right?"

'That's right, Ashley, is it comfortable sitting on the ground?"


'Come here, that's right, lean closer to me,"

She smiled and waved, extremely friendly and kind, in the eyes of eight-year-old Milan, she was a gentle and friendly girl.

Looking at the girl's beautiful smile, no matter how you looked at it, it was not enough.


'That's right, that's right, too far, a little closer."

The girl's smile became more and more beautiful.


'Come here, sit down, sit down and you'll know if it's comfortable or not."

Ashley intimately pointed to her side, the other person opened his eyes wide and looked silly, 'Really?" He immediately sat down.

Ashley's expression was a little unsettled: 'Stand here."

'Don't move." Her face darkened, 'Do you believe whatever I say? Don't you think for yourself, is it comfortable to sit on the ground?"

'Whatever Ashley says is right, whatever Ashley says, I believe it all."

These innocent words, these clear eyes… This simple belief.

Her heart almost suffocated.

'Whatever I say, you believe it?"

'Yes. Ashley said Milan believes it."

She was silent for a long time.

Until the person in front of her was worried and uneasy: 'Ashley, sitting on the ground… It seems uncomfortable, sitting on the cold ground."

Glancing over, she discovered that the person was sitting on the ground. A moment of surprise flashed, then disappeared, hiding her traces.

'Then… maybe it's because your pants are uncomfortable today, so you're not comfortable sitting. Change to another one next time." The person thought she didn't like him doubting her words, and added.

The light in Ashley's eyes flashed and disappeared: 'So, regardless of right or wrong, what I said, you believe everything?"

'Ashley said, Milan believes everything, believes everything for the rest of his life."

The other person exclaimed. Ashley lowered her eyes. This time she was silent for a few dozen seconds, then immediately reached out: "On the cold ground, help me up."

The other person stood up by himself and happily came to help her up, she just touched him, and he groaned, and almost fell. She suddenly remembered, afraid that his body was full of wounds, without saying a word she grabbed his hand, limping towards the house: "For life... This idiot, what do you mean by for life?"

For life... That calm appearance, there was a voice, shouting, don't believe him, he is an idiot.

Putting aside the warmth in her heart, she squeezed everything out, not holding back a bit. Her expression gradually returned to indifference.

The two supported each other, walked home, opened the door, and entered the house.

At this time she was more sober, suddenly turned back, her eyes looked at the person seriously there.

Why did he appear there at such a time?

The other person seemed unaware of her changing emotions, innocently pointing his finger towards the balcony: 'Every day Ashley goes to work, Milan will stand there, watching Ashley's car leave. Milan knows what time Ashley gets off work."

That is, every day when she gets off work, he will stand on the balcony watching her drive in.

She was stunned, what kind of answer was this, she had thought of it, even, even… still doubted…

It's just, that she didn't think of this answer.

'The balcony is so high, can you see it?"

She thought again.

The other person also happily pulled her onto the balcony: 'Jerome gave it to me."

Ashley saw the thing on the balcony, once again surprised.

'I've hidden it for a long time." The other person muttered in her ear.

She lowered her eyes… He's been hiding it for a long time?

And she, until today, discovered that there was another thing like this on her balcony.

This kind of binoculars is different from the ones in supermarkets or toy stores.

Ashley also doesn't know much about binoculars, but she can vaguely guess that this kind of binoculars is a professional type.

So every day when she goes to work or gets off work, he lies on the balcony watching her leave, and watching her return?

She can't think of any other reason at this moment.

"Ashley, I'm dizzy."

The other person tugged on her sleeve uncomfortably.

She looked up at his face, under the light, carefully looking at it, only then did she discover that this person's face was extremely miserable.

Not only that, this person's complexion was pale, and there was not a drop of blood on his lips.

She didn't say anything, reached out to grab the other person's hand, walked to the living room, and walked away in a hurry. When she reached the living room, she didn't say anything, reached out her hand, and pushed the other person onto the sofa.

Without saying a word, she tore his clothes off.

It was horrifying what she saw.

Before her eyes were bruises and blood.

"Turn around." She ordered.

Sure enough, the other person obediently listened.

In a flash, seeing the situation before her eyes, she took a breath.

"Don't move, I'll call Jerome right away."

Ashley's face was serious, she hurriedly searched for her phone in her pocket.

Her hand was held tightly by the other person again: "Ashley, it doesn't hurt, don't call Jerome."

"No, your injury is not light."

"I don't want it, Milan is not dizzy any more."

The other person stubbornly refused to let go of her hand that was holding the phone. Ashley couldn't help but push his hand away and wanted to make a call, but the phone was snatched away. Her face darkened, and she reached out: "Give it back to me."

"I don't want it."