Chapter 4The Heart He Didn't Know He Had

Until off work, I was spiritually listless.

When Caleb stopped me, I was even a bit annoyed.

Tone was also bad:

"Don't you have other things to do?"

Caleb thick-skinned, not hit at all:

"Yes, for example I want to see the sea now, are you going?"

Very inexplicable.

Anger hit a soft nail.

I died down a bit, couldn't help asking why.

Caleb raised eyebrows, asked back:

"You don't tell me why you are in bad mood, why should I tell you the reason I want to see the sea."

I rolled my eyes.

"Oh, then I also have no reason to accompany you."

Strange to say, I could always be myself more easily in front of Caleb.

Maybe the power of dislike is just this strong.

Also let Caleb like the most real me.

A round of eye confrontation.

Caleb lost first, raised hand signaling surrender:

"Afraid of you, then you smile once and I'll tell you."

Very doting eyes.

Caleb is really good looking, like the mischievous and charming childhood sweetheart in everyone's fantasy.

Made my face a bit hot, very deliberately smiled skin not meat (insincerely):

"Say or not? Not say I'm leaving."

Finished speaking postured to leave.

Sure enough not two steps, wrist was pulled.

Caleb tone matter-of-fact:

"What reason needed to see sea, want to go then go."