Chapter 49

Deborah asked in surprise, "Why? You don't want to go to the concert?" He lowered his head and rubbed his forehead. "I'm not interested." Deborah looked at his face carefully, hesitated for a moment, and then said, "What's the matter that you can't sleep at night? Do you miss your bed at home?" Holden paused for a moment, but he did not deny it. "I have been dreaming." Deborah was perplexed and asked, "What kind of dream?" Holden sneered. "A very messy dream. Let's go." He turned around and walked forward, raising his hand and waving it casually. Deborah stood there for a moment, then turned around and ran to the stairs. "Holden!" The young man reached the platform on the next floor. He raised his head instinctively. Radiant light encircled the girl, and there was a trace of worry in her dark eyes. "Why don't we get you a doctor?" Holden replied with an "oh" and grazed the love letter with his fingers in his pocket. A touch of indescribable warmth flowed through his heart. In a trance,