End of My Story(4)

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Michael explained, "I was about to leave, but I saw the light in the lab was on. So, I wanted to come over and have a look, and then I saw you here crying.

One of my mother's graduate students happens to be a teacher at a school near your home. My mother called her and asked for her help."

I gripped the hem of my clothes and said in a low voice, "Thank you so much, Michael."

But it was easy for anyone to express her or his gratitude in words.

Michael sit in the lab with me until it was completely dark and helped my grandparents. I was thinking about how to pay him back.

I didn't come up with a way until we walked out of the lab building side by side.

It was late at night, and the snow outside was heavier and heavier. Michael was wearing a dark gray overcoat, and soon his shoulder was covered with a thin layer of white snow.

I wanted to wipe the snow off his shoulders, but then I thought it would be too rash. When I was hesitating, Michael suddenly stopped walking.

We stood