In the following few days, Natasha acted like she didn't know me every time she saw me, and hurriedly walked past. I really wanted to pull her to a stop and ask her what’s wrong, but there were always too many people nearby, so I couldn’t find a chance.
Was I dreaming that night? Natasha never had any feelings towards me? That hug was a hallucination?
But even if it was a hallucination, Natasha’s attitude towards me shouldn’t be this uncaring, even if it was before she would still nod and greet me, what was it now? Understanding a woman’s thought is truly like trying to find a needle in the ocean!
When I finally made the decision to ask Natasha what was going on, an incident occurred.
That noon, my mobile suddenly rang. What was calling me at this time?is it from Jane, only Uncle Ramon
