Jessica turned around and saw Carl sitting on a bench not far away.
He dressed in casual clothes and leaned lazily against a chair. He looked relaxed. The afterglow of the
setting sun shone on his body, making him softer and gentler than usual.
He smiled at Jessica in the afterglow. His smile was as clean as a big boy’s, without the slightest sense
of anxiety or urgency at the center of the incident.
Jessica stared at him blankly for a while before she let out a sigh of relief.
"Why did you become so stupid after we met for a few days?"
Carl saw that she was just staring at him in a daze. Before she moved, Carl stood up and walked
towards Jessica.
He had long legs and made big strides, and soon arrived in front of Jessica.
Carl put both of his hands into his pockets and looked even lazier. He bent down and looked at Jessica,
"Tell me, what's wrong?"
Jessica's expression had returned to normal. She looked at Carl subtly and said, "Where's your
phone?"
"At home." Carl took out his pocket and then extended his hand to show Jessica that there was nothing
in his pocket.
From his tone, he didn't seem to be sure where his phone was.
However, he always carried his mobile phone.
Jessica looked around and felt that this was not the place to talk.
"Go back and talk."
She walked ahead, taking the lead.
Carl slowly followed from behind, "Upstairs or downstairs?"
Jessica glanced at him.
Carl asked, "Your home or mine?"
Only then did Jessica realize that it was impulsive to find Carl.
At this critical moment, whether it was at her home or Carl's, if the media caught them staying together,
it would be a very bad thing.
But at that time, Jessica did not think so much.
"The media didn't know I had a house here." Carl saw her worries and said with a faint smile.
Jessica said indifferently, "Your home."
The elevator stopped on the floor where Carl was.
Carl had learned how to cook at home and burned the house down, but now he had redecorated it.
This was Jessica's first time here.
The apartment was similar to Jessica's, but its orientation was different.
Carl probably redecorated the house in a hurry, so there was not much furniture in the house. There
were white walls, concrete floors, and little furniture in the house. The empty house was inferior to the
model house.
Jessica looked around and turned to ask Carl, "Are you living just like this?"
"Yes." Seeing Jessica's complicated expression, Carl smiled and said, "What's wrong with the house? I
have a sofa and a bed."
As he spoke, he turned around and poured water for Jessica.
Carl was right. There was a sofa and a bed.
However, apart from the sofa and the bed, there was nothing else.
Carl was even humming when he poured her water.
Jessica called his name.
"Carl."
"Why are you calling me?"
Carl asked with a smile, and his tone was as lazy as a ruffian. He seemed to be in a good mood.
Jessica was even more certain that Carl did not know what was happening online.
Without saying anything, she took out her phone and logged on to Weibo, preparing to show the news
on Weibo to Carl.
However, after she logged on to Weibo, she realized that the previous trending topics had all
disappeared.
She searched for Carl, but she couldn't find anything.
Searching Sivan, she couldn't find anything, either.
Carl walked behind her and reminded her, "You don't have to search. I spent a lot of money on public
relations."
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