After stepping off the stage and returning to the lounge, Ava removed her makeup as quickly as possible and changed back into her own clothes. She resisted the urge to pick up her phone to read the news and comments, fearing that once she read them, she would become addicted and unable to stop, and then she would not have time to sleep again today.
After packing up, Caleb took the bag she had just picked up and put it on his shoulder, holding her hand with one hand: "Let's go, let's go home."
Ava's eyes fell on the two people's holding hands, and suddenly his mind flashed back to the last time when the concert ended and the two of them deliberately went home at different times.
"That's great." I said what I was thinking unconsciously.
Caleb turned around and asked her what was so good. Ava smiled and shook their hands together: "It's so good this way. It's just... it's so good to be able to look at you."
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