Deep Affection: Honey, Come Back To Me

Leon took the phone. On the wallpaper, there was a glass cup on the white table, and several strawberries were scattered slowly. The light streamed on it through a few leaves, which made the table checker in shade.

The hairy pink rabbit pendant on the phone was quite cute. Just like three years ago, he input eight for four times, but it was wrong.

He entered Michelle's birthday and it was wrong again.

Leon frowned slightly and looked at Michelle who was still sleeping. Her lips were dry and pale. He said, "How can you abandon your lucky number? What else is more important than good luck?"

He narcissistically thought about maybe it was his birthday, so he input it. When he input the fourth number, he paused.

He thought he was too narcissistic.

Swiftly he put the useless thought from him and input the last number.

The phone was unlocked.

Leon's eyes were filled with surprise. Not only did he unlock Michelle's phone with his birthday, but also because of the desktop wallpaper. There was him holding a big black umbrella next to a smiling girl.

It was a photo taken secret

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a completely white room, and she noticed the smell of disinfectant. She felt hurt on the back of her hand, so she moved uncomfortably.

"Don't move, or you'll bleed. Be good."

Leon's gentle voice was like the sun rising from the clouds, and Michelle's heart were filled with warmth. She turned her head and felt sweet when she saw Leon. She wanted to call him dear, but she noticed Valerie.

After the fever, her throat was dry. She tried but could not make a sound.

When Michelle and Valerie looked at each other, they were both stunned for a moment. Later, Valerie smiled at her.

Valerie couldn't figure out what Leon was doing, but she could see through Michelle. When they looked at each other, she noticed Michelle was kind of cowardly.

She was pleased with that, so she asked considerately, "Do you want water? I'll get you a cup of hot water."

Valerie turned around to get some water. She pricked up her ears and kept glimpsing at them.

She saw that Michelle withdrew her hand and pressed it by herself. The white stick on the back of her hand was stained with a little blood.