The moonlight filtered into the bedroom from the window, printing the blurry figures of the two people on the wall.
Lucisel stood up, lifted up the light-colored gauze curtain, and left quietly. Samantha was still sleeping soundly, unaware of his departure.
While Samantha was eating breakfast, she couldn't help but look up frequently to look at Lucisel. She didn't know if it was an illusion, but she always felt that Lu Xisel's face seemed paler than usual. But there was nothing unusual about Lucisel other than that, which made Samantha think that it might be her girlfriend who was blind, just like people always say: There is a kind of coldness called your mother thinks you are cold. Then she may also have a kind of paleness that makes your girlfriend think you look bad.
After hesitating for a moment, Samantha asked directly: "Lucisel, are you feeling unwell lately?"
Lucisel put down the jam jar in his hand and answered frankly as usual: "Yes, there are some, but it will get better soon after a while."
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