Wrapped in the quilt, Janet reached out to turn on the light and then sat up to look at Brandon.
Smiling brightly, she asked, "Why are you so scared? I'm not going to hurt you or anything."
Her lighthearted, euphemistic voice made Brandon's ears turn even redder.
He didn't raise his head and refused to look at the woman next to him.
Clutching the quilt tightly, he felt a little depressed. He had never felt so helpless before.
"Did you want to say something to me?" Janet asked curiously, tilting her head to the side.
With a tense look on his face, Brandon finally raised his eyes to look at Janet, albeit hesitantly. He uttered, "You... Please don't... I..."
Seeing that he couldn't even finish his sentence, Janet was amused. She shook her head helplessly, turned off the light, and lay down with her back to Brandon.
She then said softly, "Alright, I promise I won't tease you again. You have work tomorrow. Good night."
After that, Janet didn't say anything more.
Brandon breathed a sigh of relief. In the darkness, he looked at Janet's outline quietly. Too many doubts flashed through his mind.
What kind of person was she?
And how did they used to interact?
To Brandon's frustration, he still couldn't remember anything. His head was filled with a thousand questions, but he couldn't just wake Janet up and ask her without her finding out about his memory loss. In the end, he had no choice but to lie back down on the very edge of the bed, tucked himself in, and closed his eyes.
******
The rainstorms of early autumn were over, and winter quietly crept in.
Brandon awoke to the sound of the strong winds beating against the window. When he got up to close the window, the delicious aroma of breakfast attracted him.
He subconsciously glanced back at the empty bed. Only then did he realize that Janet was not in the room.
After quickly washing up, he trotted downstairs.
It was a windy day, but there was no sign of rain. The sun was still bright outside.
With an apron on, Janet set two cups of milk on the table and then went back to the kitchen to prepare the food.
Brandon mindlessly followed her into the kitchen.
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