Juliana felt Benson's strangeness, and quickly hugged his neck and pressed his head down. She looked up and kissed his lips, "It's ok. You are ok."

Juliana spoke against Benson's thin lips. When speaking, the sweet ice cream just eaten still smelt like strawberry and her lips were a little cold.

Benson suddenly came to his senses from the blood fog. He held Juliana and clung to her tightly, "I am fine."

Juliana nodded and didn't ask him again.

Benson told her, "In fact, it was very complicated. Sometimes I think she deserves it, and sometimes I think she is stupid."

What that girl had done made Benson become a...