In My Desperate Time

The sudden sound frightens me.

I turn around and see Frances leaning against the door.

Damn it!

He sleeps so well just now, doesn't he? Why does he suddenly wake up?

He holds a photo.

I face the back of the photo and can't see what's on it at all.

However, seeing that Frances looks self-assured, he must hold the photo he sees earlier.

Damn, he hides it up. No wonder I can't find it.

Being caught on the spot, I am so embarrassed.

However, I straighten up and say brazenly, "No, I can't fall sleep at night, so I find a book to read."

"You can't fall sleep? It seems that I haven't done my best so you still have the strength to move."

The man puts on a mischievous smile and throws me a careful look.

so ashamed that I don't even have the courage to

done his best?! God knows how weak my legs are now! If it weren't

best. I just want to

I go on babbling.

believes it or not, he has no proof that I am looking

wanted to see this photo.

What does he mean?

Frances

"Hey, you..."

at him sadly. I want to reach out but only grit my teeth and

throws the sheds into the trash can

I'll definitely tire you out so much this time that you don't even have the strength to

me and gently places me on

I am really

press himself up against me, I hurriedly say,

keep my body tensed up, with my

other choice. I'm nervous, since Frances is not likely to

comes

and gently hugs me in his

that I fall asleep