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.

that I don't even have the

done his best?! God knows how weak my legs are now! If it weren't for my strong curiosity, I would have been

just want to swim in the ocean

I go on babbling.

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

to take a look and says regretfully, "I thought you wanted

What does he mean?

I figure it out, Frances tears the photo to

"Hey, you..."

want to reach out

the trash can and

I've done my best. Don't worry. I'll definitely tire you out so much

carries me and gently places me on

I am

is about to press himself up against me, I hurriedly say, "No,

I keep my body tensed up,

nervous, since Frances is not likely to let me off so

comes above

and gently hugs me

so tired that I