Syrena has found a new outfit that is much drier and prettier than the old one, she chose for herself a dress with an elastic neckline in dark green and pink trim around it. Some little girl likes it so much, she keeps looking at herself in the mirror all the time.

At the same time Sabrina had also shed her wet nightgown, she found in the wardrobe a white T-shirt with a pink A-line skirt, more fashionable than she was wearing a jacket. Jean is also pink with the outer skirt color.

The sunset has come and gone completely, only the night begins to reign, tonight there is no moon, only the stars are shining brightly against the pitch-black sky. The sound of all kinds of insects resounded in the quiet night like a choir, Collins's voice downstairs called them down to dinner, and her sisters quickly put aside what they were doing and quickly went downstairs.

As a guest, staying at someone else's house, it's best not to let people get upset or have something unsatisfied with you. Especially the problem of being late, most people especially Westerners hate this. She suddenly remembered her mother's words, then a stream of emotions rose up in her heart, she cannot know how are her parents in America? Is the work progressing as expected? And especially, she suddenly stopped walking, standing still on the stairs, how are her grandparents now, will they be worried to faint when they wake up in the morning to see their two granddaughters suddenly disappear?

Without a message left, the bed was still intact, the luggage was still there, only the person disappeared, she did not dare to think about the state of her grandparents at this time. Grandparents are also old, it's been a long time since they had two grandchildren to play, but now it's become like this, how should grandparents talk to their parents if they accidentally call?

And yet, what about broken glass? Thinking of this, she felt like crying. It was all her fault, because she was careless and broke the glass, which must have been something her grandparents liked. More painfully, what if it was a souvenir he gave her? He must have spent a large amount of money to make that glass window, moreover it is stained glass, so the money will be more than double. Yet she...

Tears were about to overflow at this time, making her eyes blurred, she just stood there without knowing that a person was about to step up but stopped, stood opposite her, observing her face the eighteen-year-old girl he absolutely love.

A voice said, soft and warm:

"Sabrina."

She looked up startled, through her tears she saw a faint figure of a guy in a blue hoodie standing in front of her, he continued:

"Please do not cry."

"Why... why?"

She asked in sobs, then when she realized how silly the question was, she kept silent and said nothing more.