Elliot was stunned for a long time: "Really...really?"
Casper turned his head and glanced at him. The corners of his eyes naturally had a slight arc. When the cold wind swept them away, they turned slightly red again.
Elliot woke up and met his gaze, but he was a little disoriented. As if he had been poisoned by someone, he followed Casper's movements and stepped out of the car. He used a minefield of caution to remove Casper's left shoulder. When I touched my right shoulder, it felt like I was touching flesh and blood through the thick coat. I didn't dare to touch it hard. I just put an arm on Casper's shoulder and half hugged him, thinking slowly in my heart: "This is What's the fuss about?"
Then a slight cold wind blew, and Elliot suddenly woke up. Looking back, he thought to himself: "Isn't it nonsense to ask him to carry me?"
Elliot laughed dryly and was about to retract his hands in a hesitant manner, but Casper grabbed his wrist and carried him out of the car.
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