Raymond did not hear her answer and did not continue to order. "Why aren't you speaking?"
Veronica pulled a long face and said angrily, "Baked fish? I'll jump into the oven myself. Then you can just bake me."
Raymond stared at her face for three seconds with a smile in his eyes.
"Veronica."
"What are you doing?" Her face was a little hot under his gaze, and she deliberately used a fierce tone to hide the panic in her heart.
As he looked at Veronica in front of him, all of a sudden, in Raymond's mind, Veronica's face overlapped with the image in his memory.
Seventeen years ago, Raymond went to an alley for some reason. At that time, there was a sound coming from an old building next to him. The building suddenly collapsed. In the building, he saw a little girl standing there in a daze. He rushed in without thinking, wanting to take the scared girl away.