Bonnie had to give up when she couldn’t guess.


    She got up, ready to go to the bathroom.


    But when I passed the elevator room, I saw a familiar figure.


    The back is straight, standing as a pine, so that people can not move their eyes.


    Bonnie instantly became yful and quietly approached, hugging the man from behind.


    But it was the moment of hugging that Bonnie sensed something was wrong.


    This is not the familiar crisp, fresh scent of Sebastian, but a faint hint of pine and cypress.This material belongs to N?velDrama.Org.


    “William?” Bonnie hurriedly sent away, looking a little embarrassed, “I’m sorry, I just mistook you for someone else.”


    William slowly turned around, the face, which was nearly identical to Sebastian’s, was filled with a helpless smile, “This is the second time this has happened.”


    After a pause, he added, “But this time you were more decisive and rushed straight up to hug me.”


    The tone of voice seems to have a little pride in it.


    Without waiting for Bonnie to look deeper, William sighed, full of helplessness, “What to do, or I’ll just go back to the original mahjong look, so you won’t be mistaken.”


    “Even if you’re reshuffling, you should also have the handsome looks of a Korean bus, what’s the point of reshuffling back to the mahjong look.” Bonnie is going tough, “You do not marry a wife?”


    “I’m not good enough for a woman who wants to look good.” William cut to the chase, “It must be like you, even if I look ugly, there is no half prejudice to do.”


    The words carry a few different meanings.


    Bonnie hurriedly tilted her head, “Because we are good friends, how can there be prejudice between good friends!”


    William then fell silent.


    It was only after a long time that he smiled again, “Yes, we are friends.”


    As we were talking, the elevator arrived with a ding and slowly opened the door.


    William lifted a step to walk in.


    Bonnie then remembered the initial question, “By the way, what are you doing here at the hospital?”


    “Get a stic surgeon, otherwise I’d be struggling with you mistaking me for someone else every time.” William smiled and lifted the corners of his lips.


    That upward arc, all as if carefully calcted, in turn, seems a little less real.


    Bonnie didn’t think much of it and thought it was the aftermath of William’s stic surgery.


    After all, when Be had more hyaluronic acid in the past, her face would be as stiff as a face stall.


    “Bye, I’ll buy you dinner next time.” Bonnie waved her hand.


    “Yeah.” William waved his hand in the same way.


    After the elevator door closed, Bonnie then thought of something.


    In fact, she just saw William’s back and subconsciously thought it was Sebastian.


    It’s not the face, it’s the demeanor and the aura that emanates.


    Invariably, William almost bes the shadow of Sebastian, only from the back can also be a perfect match.


    Is it an illusion brought about by stic surgery, or is William really imitating Sebastian?


    As I was thinking about it, Elise’s voice came up behind me.


    “Mrs. Grant, I thought you’d gone.” Eliseughed as she stood in the hallway, holding up her IV bottle.


    Bonnie hurried back to her senses and ran to help hold up the infusion bottle, “No, I just ran into an acquaintance, so I had a chat.”


    “So.” Elise nodded, “I’m a little hungry, I heard Donna makes a great skinny congee, can you ask her to bring one over?”


    “Hmm?” Bonnie hadn’te over, “Now?”


    “Yeah,” Elise said with a frank look in her eyes, “Didn’t you just say that you’d tell you what you wanted to eat, so what, you’re just trying to make me happy?”