"If this kind of thing bothers you, then I am really a waste."
Converged the look on her face, in fact, Nora Smith didn't think it was a challenge. After all, she didn't bother to use this pediatric trick a few years ago.
Nora Smith just wondered if the truth was exactly the same as his guess.
A slight knock on the shoulder drew Nora Smith's attention back.
"Sorry."
There was a low voice in my ear, and the indescribable familiarity made Nora Smith lift his feet slightly.
She turned her head, but she could only see the flow of people coming and going, but could not find the person who had just bumped into herself.
Asher Hawn's eyes came and silently inquired about Nora Smith's eccentricity.
Nora Smith shook his head, saying that nothing had happened, and maybe he felt wrong.
"Strange." Nora Smith rubbed his shoulders and whispered softly.