chapter 055

In the car.

The girls all looked at Martin, waiting for him to make a decision.

But when the girls' eyes met, there seemed to be a deep meaning, which Martin, who was immersed in his thoughts, did not notice.

"Martin, what do you say?"

"Well, let's go to Lindsay's house then."

"Wow, great, you all stay at my house tonight, just sleep in my room."

Jessica said busily: "I'm okay. "

Dorothy: "I'm okay with that. "

Martin sensed that something was wrong, but he was still immersed in Lindsay's sad future, and he didn't think much about it, and said: "Yes, I can sleep on the floor." "

"Yes!"

Lindsay was so happy.

Although it was Jessica's idea to invite Martin this time, Lindsay did feel lonely in this home.

If it weren't for Jessica, Dorothy, and Martin, she really wanted to run away from home.

Martin's car was parked in front of Lindsay's cottage.

"Do you need me to stay here? I can sleep in the car. Gordon asked.

Martin waved his hand and said, "No need, the security here is not bad, come and pick me up tomorrow morning." "

"Okay, my phone will remain open." For ease of contact, Gordon is also equipped with a mobile phone.

In the nineties, even in the United States, mobile phones were valuables.

Watch Gordon leave.

Martin turned around and laughed loudly, "Girls, let's visit Lindsay's house!" "

Lindsay's home is a small cottage, rented, in a nice environment, surrounded by wealthy middle-class families.

The money for the rent was earned by Lindsay in advertising, including her tuition for school.

"Come on, please come and visit my home."

Lindsay opened the door excitedly.

Then I saw the wine bottles piled up in the living room.

When I go to the kitchen, there are still wine bottles everywhere, some of which still have liquid left in them, and the room is full of strong alcohol smell.

Living in such an environment, it is no wonder that Lindsay will become addicted to alcohol in the future.

Lindsay was not surprised, and after leading everyone to the first floor, she smiled and said: "Please ignore the first floor, this is not my territory." "

Coming to the second floor, there were three rooms on the second floor, Lindsay's younger siblings and her own room, and his parents lived in the downstairs bedroom.

"Dangdangdang, this is my room, everyone please come in."

Lindsay's bedroom is not large, about fifteen square meters, but the decoration inside is very warm.

Small desks, small beds, small cabinets, small chairs, and many, many rag dolls.

On Lindsay's cot, Martin also saw a puppet of Kung Fu Panda.

Since the book became popular, Kung Fu Panda's peripherals have sold very well, and the peripheral authorization alone has made Martin a lot of money.

"I sleep with Po every day now."

Lindsay threw herself on the bed, picked up the fat Po, who was about her tall, and rolled on the bed.

Ahem!

Dorothy coughed a few times to remind Lindsay that she was gone, but Yuguang saw that Martin had set his eyes on the other side of the desk, so he didn't say much.

Martin was curiously looking at the open book on his desk, full of text and some childish illustrations, which at first glance was Lindsay's handwriting.

"Lindsay, you're writing novels too?" Martin pointed to the desk and asked, "May I take a look?" "

Because of the arrival of her friend, Lindsay, who was rolling excitedly on the bed, suddenly screamed, jumped up, rushed to the desk, closed the book, and hid it behind her.

"No, I can't read it, it's not a novel, it's yes, it's something I wrote indiscriminately."

Lindsay's movements cannot be described as unfast, and her reactions cannot be described as unagile, but she has a spy!

Jessica quietly walked behind Lindsay and snatched the book away.

"Ah——!" Lindsay screamed to grab it.

"Dorothy, come and help." Jessica yelled.

"Coming, coming."

The girls started playing ,...

That scene made Martin watch with relish, Meidi is very good!

A few minutes later, Lindsay was pressed under her by Dorothy, who was tall and legged, flushed and gasping violently.

And Jessica Shiran walked to the end of the bed, opened the book in her hand, and said with a smile: "Let's take a look at the novel written by Lindsay." "

Then she started reading.

"In 1992, the Navy's sonar system detected a peculiar whale in the waters of the northern Pacific."

Some people poetically call the sounds made by whales "whale songs", which is how whales communicate and communicate with each other. The common whale's vocal frequency is generally between 15 hertz and 40 hertz, but this whale's vocal frequency is 52 hertz, so it is named 52-hertzwhale. "

"The 52 Hz whale is over 20 years old, and for more than 20 years, the 52 Hz whale has never been associated with other whales, just swimming alone in the endless ocean."

"Because it's the only whale in the world that sings at this frequency, other whales can't understand or even hear the sounds it makes."

"It's the loneliest whale in the world"

"My name is Catherine and I'm 11 years old."

"Sometimes I feel like my life is like that 52 Hz whale – parading alone in the ocean, no one wants to listen to what I'm saying, nobody wants to know what I need…"

"Until one day, I met a boy named Matt…"

"He's a great storyteller, and it's an original story, and he's wonderful, even better than the bestsellers in bookstores…"

"He is willing to listen to me, even if what I say is something that only naïve children like to hear, but he is still willing to listen…"

"The day he personally admitted that we were good friends, I was really happy…"

The room fell silent, and Dorothy and Lindsay hugged each other quietly and lay on the bed.

Jessica leaned against the end of the bed and read slowly, her eyes wandering over Lindsay and Martin from time to time.

Martin sat down on the floor, holding his chin in one hand, and listened quietly.

"In the past, I walked alone, rode in the car alone, went shopping alone, cooked alone, read alone, went to class alone, studied alone, was alone in a daze… Very lonely! "

"Now I still walk alone, ride alone in the car, go shopping alone, cook alone, read alone, but I can see Martin (smeared) Matt in class, I can also see Matt in self-study, and all I think about when I am alone in a daze… I don't feel lonely anymore. "

"If life is a small boat, then I don't need anyone else in my boat, and it is enough to have Matt with me…"

When Jessica finished reading the last word, the room was quiet for a moment.

And then –

Dorothy: "Okay Lindsay, you say, is this your love letter to Martin!! "

Jessica: "Lindsay you're going too far, you don't have me and Dorothy in your book!! "

The two girls pounced on Lindsay again.

"Ah——!" Lindsay screamed, her mouth hard: "No, no, the characters are all fictional by me, it's Matt not Martin, it's Catherine it's not Lindsay a "

The story is just a story, but Martin can hear the loneliness of a little girl, and the pity in his eyes is even stronger.

At this time, hearing Lindsay's cry for help, Martin naturally could not sit idly by, of course, he wanted to join in.

"Ha, Martin the Rogue is here!"

Martin pounced on the girls.