Betty planned to go to the market to buy some fresh food.She suggested Christina take Patrick to walk around here, and go back home before 4 pm.

"Patrick probably doesn't know much about the C city, so you can take him around...If you pass by a clothing store, you can buy him some clothes.It's inappropriate for him to wear Derek's clothes..."

Betty was a thoughtful person.

Even though Patrick didn't say anything about wearing other men's clothes, he would feel uncomfortable.

"I'll take his blooded shirt to the cleaners, and I've cleaned up your room just now..."

Hearing this, Christina suddenly looked up at her from absent-mindedness.

"Don't touch his pocket watch when clean up the room."

"What pocket watch?"

Betty was curious when Christina said this.

Christina said in a low voice with an odd expression, "It's the one he put at the bedside table."

Betty also came to think of it, "Oh, when I was cleaning up the room, Patrick suddenly came in and took it away"

Then she guessed, "This kind of custom- made pocket watch usually have family photos embedded in it...Maybe it’s an important token of their Hopkins family."

Christina did not reply and had mixed feelings.

"Christina said she doesn't know what you like to eat, so I'll make some home-cooked dishes tonight..." Betty said to Patrick.

After Betty locked the door, they went out together.

When they reached a fork in the road, she walked towards the market.

"What do you like to eat?"

Christina suddenly asked as they walked side by side aimlessly after Betty left.

Patrick didn't seem to have thought that she would ask about this.

He gazed at her face for a while and said in a deep and calm voice, "No preference’ Such an answer was a little perfunctory.Christina felt that it was reasonable for her not to know him.He liked to keep secrets and didn't tell her anything about it.Then she suddenly became annoyed.Why did she ask him? It was useless work.

"I'm allergic to mangoes."

Suddenly, Patrick said.

Christina did not expect him to talk to her about these boring things.

At the same time, she was surprised.

"Mangoes?"

As she spoke, she muttered to herself, "How could anyone be allergic to mangoes? "

She had heard of allergies to alcohol and seafood.

"It's weird to be allergic to mangoes."

Patrick listened to her murmurs and sighed, his dark eyes filled with helplessness.

"Will your mango allergy be as serious as those alcohol allergies?"

Christina seemed to be very interested in his odd illness.He looked into her eyes and hesitated for a second.

"It's not serious."

she knew.If it wasn't serious, it wouldn't matter

she liked to eat mangoes when she was pregnant, which made

she didn't know that if Patrick get allergic, he had to go to the hospital to have

person and Patrick was a man of few words.It's really boring when they were

the street, none of them talked

other with vigor

just a boring couple without any

walked, they passed a

was not as busy as the A City, especially in the

to take this kind

at a few high school girls who

her of her school

taken a bus?"

Patrick looked at her.

grabbed his arm and ran towards the bus which was about

at the bus in front of

drag him along with

how

into something interesting, she would be very energetic to

seats were empty on

started the

the

school girls in the last row,

all looked at Christina

"What a good-looking couple."

lady by the window

at her

was arrogant as usual.He would not care how these outsiders

not have taken a bus

was rare to be

pressed his strong

the elderly

Christina explained to him.

didn't say anything, just

taking care of him like

was rare for Patrick to smile leisurely, even at people who were familiar

more attractive, which could make women's

his background, just his appearance and temperament would make

the back of the bus stared at him with red faces, all

high school girl in the back row came over with a red face and

at Patrick

dorm used to talk about you all day long.They liked you very much and said

sat next to him and told him

bus was

the way, there were not many people getting in the car, and it was not crowded.He

an indescribable feeling in his

get along like ordinary people.It was nothing special, but he

in a low and deep voice, looking at

even Crystal often whispered in my ear that assistant MARK was elegant, handsome, and tasteful." She said

the bed opposite me had sworn excitedly on

they were pure

hidden loves were

on you." She told him that

"What about you?"

her happy

asked in a low voice, "What do you

"I don't know."

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