Chapter ４４

I think I should be honest with my feelings, but when it happened, something inside of me couldn't let go. Finally, I didn't answer the question, just wrote down this trip to Amazon in my notebook. This caused the questioner, who was waiting to answer, to frown, stretch his face closer, and snatch the notebook from Allen's hand.

"I asked who was predicting, uncomfortable, inaudible?"

I heard two ears, and Allen turned and looked at David, who once again stared at him with worried eyes and wanted to ask who Diego was, but finally only asked one question. . .

"Who am I to you?"

"Find it,"

"I asked who I was, don't you understand?"

The sharp tone of the other party was slightly dissatisfied, which forced him to repeat two sentences.

David did not understand why Dawn asked the question, and his face was confused and he had to repeat it.

"I mean, what do I think of you?"

"If you don't understand, forget it."