Introverted and Reserved Love

8

I was sitting at my station and absent of mind, thinking about what 002 meant.

Did he really like me?

But why? I was biting my fingers.

This question was so puzzling. I poked 013 next to me and said that I had a friend and asked her what it meant.

"Ah... That man must confess." 013 touched her chin and nodded affirmatively. "There will be that kind of man who thinks that the two of them love each other, and then they can sleep with each other."

It was awfully puzzling. My head ached even more.

When I run the instance again. I sat in the corner and kept silent. 002, having the face of Vincent, came over and touched my knees. "What are you doing?"

"Think about the philosophy of life." I raised my hand and asked, "What's the plot today?"

"If you are in a bad mood, we won't go on the plot today." 002 pulled me up from the sofa. Just as I asked if it would delay his progress, he rubbed my head and said, "It doesn't matter. Let's go out to play."