Chapter 70

There were a few osmanthus trees on the side of the stairs, and they were in full bloom this time of the year. The air around them was full of an alluring fragrance. Even Deborah was carrying the fragrance of flowers on her body. Holden fell asleep very fast and had no dream. He only knew he had a very warm and comfortable sleep. From time to time, a girl memorizing English words sounded and was becoming extremely pleasant to the ear, like a silk ribbon caressing his heart. "Holden? Holden?" Deborah turned her face sideways and called him. Holden frowned and reluctantly opened his eyes. Just like last time in PE, Deborah pointed at her watch and said, "Five minutes left before class starts. We should go back." Deborah had already stood up. Holden suddenly couldn't resist the fragrance of the girl and felt a little annoyed. Deborah looked down and asked, "Are you okay?" "Yes, I'm fine." He stood up. Deborah saw that his face was not as sleepy as before, so she breathed a sigh of relief