My First Love

103.

The residence was surrounded by red paint.

I opened the car door anxiously, and the driver was so scared that he shouted, "Hey, your bag..."

"Uh, okay, thank you."

I picked up my bag awkwardly, closed the door, and turned to look at the neighborhood across the road.

At this moment.

I ran there as soon as possible.

The sound of sirens came, and a car stopped right in front of them.

I looked over subconsciously and saw a child running to the car, picking up the ball, and running away.

Looking at this scene, I couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief. I subconsciously looked at the car, but the person who got out of the car was Aiden.

"Aiden."

I called him in a hurry, but the moment I saw a girl getting out of the car, I felt as if a fishbone was stuck in my throat.

The girl looked slim. She walked to Aiden's side, talking and laughing.