The more Judy thought about it, the more heartbroken she felt, as if she had lost everything in an instant. She even lost her job. There was no one more unfortunate than her. Louis was at a loss: "Judy, Judy, don't cry, okay? How about I treat you to some late-night snacks?" Although Judy didn't cry out loud, her appearance was even more worrying. Judy took a deep breath, secretly wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, raised her head, and said, "Louis, thanks for today. I'm fine now, let's go." Judy got up and walked out with blood still on her pants. Louis took off his jacket and gave it to her: "Cover up with this." Understanding his intent, Judy felt a bit embarrassed as she tied the jacket around her waist. Louis drove Judy home. Along the way, Judy remained silent. Louis was a chatterbox. Driven by curiosity, Louis asked, "Judy, can I ask you something personal? Are you really in a relationship?" Judy answered decisively: "No." "No boyfriend, so
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