Being Popular(2)

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I didn't know how long I scolded Jake before I finally fell asleep.

In the dream, I went back to the day when I first lived together with Jake. He was clumsy, but extremely careful in every move for fear of hurting me.

Obviously, his handsome face flushed, but he was still trying to be brave, telling me that he knew it and he could do it.

He was determined not to give up.

The progress was slow. When it was finally about to happen, he suddenly stopped and looked me up and down, "Sophie, I don't know why, but I suddenly feel like crying."

I, who had been crying, froze.

I didn’t know what to say anymore.

I wanted to know why he wanted to cry. Was the reason the same as mine?

As soon as the sun came out, I woke up and returned to reality from the dream, feeling very confused and depressed.

I got up, tidy up briefly, and went out for a morning run.

As soon as I finished stretching at the intersection, I heard a familiar voice from behind.

"Morning," Jake ran to me from the ear