Annabelle searched eagerly for the young master's figure while walking out of the hall.
Unfortunately, she didn't see the young master even until she left the auditorium.
Since the young master had come to watch the performance and even gave her flowers, why didn't he wait for her?
With a heart full of doubts, Annabelle ran along the corridor towards the school entrance.
She felt that the young master might have left, so she chased after him towards the direction of the gate, and she was definitely right.
It was already autumn at this time. Annabelle was only wearing a dress, and when the night wind blew, she couldn't help but shiver.
Today, for the performance, she wore a pair of high heels, but she was not used to it. After walking for a while, her feet started to ache unbearably.
