On weekends, the weather became colder, and Poppi was still in the hospital accompanying Celine.

"Celine, have you eaten orange?" Sitting on the edge of the bed, Poppi peeled the orange and handed out two pieces of orange, "they're sweet."

Celine was quivering. She quickly took the orange, put it in her mouth and nodded while chewing, "it's sweet."

Poppi smiled with relief and was very grateful. She quickly handed the rest of the orange seeds to Celine. The latter didn't refuse and quickly took it over again. After a week of getting along with each other, the hostility of Celine between Poppi had faded away. Now they could still stay with each other calmly and was more accepted by each other. Everything was going on in the right direction.

"Where is Malcolm?" "He hasn't come for a long time. I miss him so much!" Celine said, looking at the door while eating the orange, lying on the bed with her bare feet

"He..." Poppi's heart ached when hearing this. Every time when Celine asked about Malcolm, she always couldn't calm herself down. After casting a glance at her palm print boringly, Poppi pursed her lips and said, "he's quite busy today. He said he would come back later and let me keep you company, okay?"

Celine shook her head in silence, stared somewhere else and said in a trance, "no Not sister... "

"Alas. All right, all right. If Celine says no, then I am not. " Poppi sighed. For so long, Celine had refused to admit that she was her sister. At the mention of this, she got very emotional, even the doctor didn't know why. She said that it could only prove that the patient was very resistant to Poppi's identity of her sister.

Are resistant? Was Celine still blaming her unconsciously? It was all her fault. On that rainy night, her father didn't push Celine away. It was because of his care for her that Celine looked like this. Was it because as the elder sister didn't protect her well that night?

Knock, knock, knock

A light knock on the door interrupted the thoughts of Poppi. Both she and Celine looked at the door, but she was still late.

When Poppi turned around, she found that Celine had jumped off the bed excitedly, threw the orange aside and rushed to the door, shouting in haste, "Malcolm!"

Poppi turned around and stood up. Seeing that Malcolm was still wearing his suit, his eyes met hers. Before he could say a word, his eyes were blocked by Celine.

Celine held Malcolm, "You're finally here. You haven't been here for a long time They are all bad guys. Don't leave me alone... "

The first sentence she met Malcolm said was always the same as before.

"There are no bad guys." Malcolm tried his best to speak in a calm voice. He reached out his hand and pulled Celine away from him. Then he looked at Poppi again and asked with concern, "are you tired?"

Poppi shook her head and smiled, "I'm not tired at all."

"I'm not tired at all!" "Malcolm, I don't want to stay here anymore. Can I go out for fun?" Celine replied with a sweet smile, dimples visible on her cheeks

"I'll take you out obedien

eyes. Like a three-year-old child, Celine knew nothing, but the people around her kept everything from her

"Yes." Malcolm nodded, "we'll take her to her father today, hoping it's good for her health."

"Since you are in the hospital, you should be careful." Barry turned around and looked coldly at Malcolm who was holding Poppi in his arms, "you two are so intimate. Wouldn't you frighten her?"

Wendy stood aside and felt that Barry was strange today.

"Everyone can say something cool and everyone can blame others." Malcolm snapped back indifferently, "it's none of your business. Don't poke your nose into our business. It's none of your business whether we irritate her or not. "

What made Poppi confused was that why would Malcolm detest Barry so much today?

"Does your hand hurt?" Malcolm turned to Poppi. His heart ached for her immediately. "Let me take you to the doctor."

"Nothing." Poppi shook her head.

"I said I have something to deal with." Malcolm disagreed with Poppi. He took Poppi out and said, "go and check. Maybe Barry has something to talk with Celine alone!"

After hearing what Malcolm said, both Poppi and Wendy were stunned.

Poppi was dragged out by Malcolm. Wendy stood still and opened her mouth. Before she could say anything, Barry asked her to leave, "you shall go out too."

A sense of grievance overwhelmed Wendy. 'it was you who invited me to the hospital. Now you are driving me away?'

Barry didn't look away. Barry just reached out his hand and slowly touched the head of Celine's hair. After a pause, he gently touched her hair with more gentle movements and eyes.

They treated each other as if they were lovers It was inconceivable for Wendy to come to this conclusion. Her mind suddenly became clear. She calmly retreated and slowly walked out of the room with her eyes wide open. She recalled that sometimes Barry looked at her and murmured, "just like her." a chill ran through Wendy. Was she thinking too much?

"What should I do with you?" Looking at Celine, Barry was shocked.