Trixie stayed in the bathroom for a long time. Daryl knocked at the door before she recovered and opened it.

"Why did you stay in the bathroom for so long? The teacher had already left." He said.

Looking at her absent-minded appearance, he frowned. "Are you uncomfortable?"

She found an excuse to perfunctory past, she did not look him in the eye, she hurriedly went to the living room.

"I have a headache. I want to be alone." Said Trixie. Without waiting for him to respond, she went directly into the bedroom.

Daryl stood at the door of the bathroom and looked at the direction of the bedroom. His eyes...