After dinner, I took Cooper home, but found that Henry Jones was following us closely.

"You should go back, Henry Jones." I frowned, not knowing what he was going to do.

"Won't you buy me a cup of tea, Lola?"

"Henry Jones, what on earth are you doing? Don't you never drink tea?" I really don't understand what Henry Jones is thinking. If it was my rash confession that caused mistakes in our relationship, and now I have corrected the mistakes myself as he wished, then why is he not enjoying his life now? What is he doing?

"I..."

Seeing that Henry Jones didn't say anything, I continued talking to...