Deep Affection: Honey, Come Back To Me

Michelle was always holding her roommate\'s hand, talking and laughing, but tonight she did not speak as usual, as if she had lost her soul.

The only person, Lydia, who didn\'t drink too much had already noticed it. She thought Michelle was drunk, because Michelle was quiet and obedient after drinking.

But she found that Michelle didn\'t walk unsteadily. Michelle knew she had to turn right without looking at the floor, instead of going upstairs directly to others\' dormitory as before.

Lydia sensed that there was something wrong with Michelle, so she didn\'t make it clear on the way. She watched Michelle enter the dormitory. Lydia closed the door and poured Michelle a glass of hot water.

"Drink some water first."

Sitting on the chair, Michelle picked up the glass of water and put it against her lips, but she didn\'t drink it all the time.

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t Michelle said.

The air in the dormitory seemed to be frozen.

After a while, Lydia came to her senses and looked incredulous. She was sure that she had heard it clearly and knew who Michelle was referring to, but she still wanted to confirm it. "Leon? Nina\'s brother? Do you like Leon, right?"

"I don\'t know, so I come to ask you. Do you think if I fell in love with Leon?" Michelle\'s eyes lit up.

"Oh..." Lydia suddenly didn\'t know how to answer. She had never thought about this before. It was true that the two of Michelle and Leon got along too well and there was no ambiguity at all.

"I don\'t know what happened between you two. I can\'t tell. How about this way? Let\'s see whether you miss him or not if you don\'t contact him for a month? Try to have physical contact with him again to confirm if you want more." Lydia suggested.

"Okay!" Michelle answered and smiled.

She was happy, but Lydia was a little worried. \'If Michelle really liked Leon, what about the monitor?

What if Leon doesn\'t like Michelle?

Secret love?\'

Secret love was half sweet and half bitter. No matter how it tasted, one had to pretend that nothing had happened. Secret love was careful and humble.