He pointed to his chest and continued, "If I'm happy, I won't cry."
"Uh-huh."
That's right, a man's emotions are buried deep down, unlike a woman's, whose joy and sorrow are evident.
Valentine Teller turned her head to look at him and smiled, softly calling, "Brother."
"Hmm." The man returned her a smile. The way she called "Brother" was so sweet, and it didn't make him feel annoyed.
The car carrying Valentine Teller drove on the ring road leaving Jenith District.
Valentine Teller sent a message to Mark Reed, telling him she was going to North City to see her parents and wouldn't be back tonight.
Shortly after the message was sent, Mark Reed called.
Valentine Teller excitedly told him that soon she would see her parents.
On the other end of the phone, Mark Reed couldn't be happy; he was uneasy about her going to North City alone and even more anxious about those so-called family members of hers.
"Where are you now?"
