I saw a familiar figure on the street. It seemed to be Harrison's. I haven't seen him since the incident last time.
Ignoring him, I ran towards him. I wanted to ask him why he disappeared in my life and why he didn't believe me. Why did he think I knew Louie? But every time I was about to catch up with him, he disappeared again.
I was so exhausted that I fell to the ground and couldn't move at all.
A familiar voice came. I looked up and saw two familiar figures. They were Harrison and Abbie, the Abbie who almost forced me.
Lying on the ground, I shook my head in disbelief. Then I got up and caught up with them. I held Harrison's hand tightly and asked, "Why are you doing this to me? How can you be with Abbie? Have you forgotten how she treated me?"
Until I finished, Harrison's face had been expressionless.
"Harrison, don't be with Abbie. She's not a good woman. I swear!" Afraid that he wouldn't believe me, I raised my hand and swore.
The corners of Abbie's mouth curled into a mocking smile.
I looked at Harrison in a panic, hoping that he could leave Abbie, but he just withdrew his hand and looked at me expressionlessly. "Who are you?"
He doesn't know me anymore?
She shook her head violently. She did not believe this fact. She desperately wanted to stop him from leaving, but she could not.
"Chelsea? Chelsea?"
I felt someone calling my name. I frowned and slowly opened my eyes. What came into my sight was a man's face, not Harrison's.
Slowly sitting up, I touched my aching head and recalled what had happened before. Then I gradually remembered the confrontation at the gate of the community.
"Are you all right?" Seeing that I did not speak for a long time, Louie asked again.
I smiled weakly and said softly, "How is it possible? Don't you think I'm fine?"
"You were probably dreaming just now. You kept crying and talking. No matter how I call you, you won't wake up."
After hearing Louie's words, I asked hurriedly, "Speak? What did I say? Did you hear anything?"
A feeling of being spied on in my heart. Although I accidentally leaked it, I felt very uncomfortable.
"I don't want others to know my feelings for Harrison. Even Louie, who has saved me several times, doesn't want him to know."
"No, I can't hear the vague voice at all." He said, "Is it important?"
"What?" I asked.
He said, "Is what happened in your dream very important to you? Otherwise, why are you so anxious?"
Knowing what he meant, I hurriedly shook my head and explained with a smile, "No, nothing. How could I be anxious?"
Fearing that he would continue to ask, I lifted the quilt and was about to get out of bed.
"You haven't come out of the examination yet. I think you can rest for a while." Louie stopped me.
I withdrew my hand without a trace. "No, I know my body. It's okay."
"It's not up to you to decide. The hospital will let you go back if it's okay. Now you just go back and lie down."
In the end, with Louie's strong request, I could only lie back in bed and continue to rest, waiting for the results of the examination to come out.
Lying back on the bed, I simply closed my eyes and isolated myself from the outside world because I didn't want to talk. Louie understood and didn't say another word. In fact, I was very worried that he would ask me, because I didn't know if I could continue to make up the story.
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