Chapter 30 Bet''s Diary


    Chapter 30 Bet''s Diary


    Catalina trotted after him, but after a few steps, she suddenly ran back and dashed into the house.


    At the fastest speed, she washed her face in a hurry and then looked back and forth in the mirror a few


    times. After confirming that her face was clean, Catalina turned and ran out again.


    When she came panting up to Bet, he was already waiting for her under a thick locust tree.


    His face was even darker than when he came.


    Catalina didn''t know what he was doing here, but she felt that it looked like he was going to question


    her.


    "Could it be that he knows that the person who called him and hung up is me?" she thought.


    Catalina nervously rubbed her hands and approached him. Just as she wanted to ask Bet, he


    asked, "Who is he?"


    Catalina was stunned. "What?"


    With a long face, Bet stared straight into her eyes. "The boy who tugged at your hair just now."


    "Oh, he! His name is Zavier Duffy. He is..."


    "I mean, what is the rtionship between you two?"


    Bet interrupted her impatiently.


    Catalina did not understand his intention, but she still told him truthfully, "He is my cousin. What''s


    wrong?"


    "Cousin?"


    Bet raised his eyebrows. His tense shoulders rxed in an instant, and his face quickly softened


    considerably. "Got it."


    After that, he said nothing more.


    Catalina could only take the initiative to ask him, "Why are you here?"


    As soon as she asked so, Bet''s face, which had just softened, immediately turned ck again.


    He red at Catalina fiercely and then quickly stuffed a notebook into her hand. "It''s really troublesome


    without a mobile phone!"


    After saying that, he turned around and left.


    Bet left with no reluctance and without even looking back. However, as he left, he added, "If you


    dare to show it to anyone, I''ll kill you!"


    Catalina didn''t say anything.


    She stared at the small notebook that suddenly appeared in her hand and was stunned for a moment.


    She opened the notebook.


    To her surprise, it was Bet''s holiday diary.


    Diary 1:


    It was sunny.


    Today, I went to theke with my brother, and we caught three fish, one small and two big.


    Fishing is boring.


    Diary 2:


    It was also sunny.


    Today, I was forced to go camping with my mom, but my mom loved it. She and her friends had a


    barbecue together and suggested that I sing to them to set the atmosphere up, but I refused. I hate


    singing, especially in front of people. I think the person who stands in the middle performing looks like a


    fool.


    Camping is boring.


    Diary 3, Diary 4, Diary 5...


    All of them were about Bet''s daily events, recording his dull life every day.


    At the end of each diary, he ended up with the same adjective, which was boring.


    Bet wrote about every bit of his daily life, which not even had the basic ups and downs, but


    Catalina found fun in those lines and saw the real and vivid Bet in his holiday life.


    The more she read, the more interested she became.


    As she read, she suddenlyughed.


    When she came to think of it, however, she did not even know what part of the diary was amusing


    enough to make herugh.


    All she knew was that she was smiling as she read every word he had written.


    The dazzling night scene became blurred bit by bit in front of Catalina''s eyes.


    She raised her hand to touch her face and suddenly found that her eyes were already wet.


    Catalina retreated from her memory, but she couldn''t help asking herself, "How did he and I change


    from green and naive to such a situation in just a few years?"


    ...


    At the Sophora Vi.


    Catalina held her head with one hand and looked at the ugly doll sitting on the bedside table, worried.


    Suddenly, Wendy pushed the door in.


    Catalina immediately raised her head. "Is he back?"


    Wendy shook her head. "Not yet..."


    "It''s sote now. Why hasn''t hee back?"


    Catalina changed her posture and held her chin with both hands, her eyelids drooping.


    She was a little sleepy.


    It was past twelve o''clock, and her biological clock was already ticking.


    "Mrs. Shaffer, why don''t you go to bed first? I think you are exhausted, and you''ve just recovered!"


    "Never mind, I''d better wait for him in the living room!"


    Wendy didn''t stop her.


    Catalina got up, wrapped herself in a long cotton-padded jacket, and went out of the bedroom.


    Aftering out of the thermostatic bedroom and passing the antique wooden bridge, Catalina


    returned to the main living room at the fastest speed.


    "It''s so cold!"


    She stood in the doorway and stamped her feet for a few seconds. Then she patted the snowkes off


    her shoulders and breathed a few times on her palms. After all that, she finally felt much warmer.


    "Mrs. Shaffer, why haven''t you rested yet?"


    Ralph was surprised to see her.


    "Ralph, are you waiting for Bet?"


    Catalina took off her cotton-padded jacket.


    "Yes."


    Ralph helped her hang the jacket on the hanger in the doorway.


    "Did he say when he woulde back?"


    "Mrs. Shaffer, are you also waiting for Mr. Shaffer?"


    "Well...You can say that!"


    "Mr. Shaffer is not sure when he will return."


    "Okay..."


    Catalina thought for a while and made up her mind. "Ralph, what about you going to rest first? I''ll wait


    for him here for you!"


    "Can I?"


    "Of course. I won''t go to sleep until hees back."


    Catalina made such a decision because she wanted to ask Bet for help.


    Ralph hesitated for a while and finally nodded. "OK, then thank you, Mrs. Shaffer."


    In fact, what he was thinking was that if Bet came back, it would be embarrassing for him to stay


    there. Therefore, he decided to leave there early.


    Ralph left, leaving Catalina alone to wait for Bet in the living room.


    The firewood in the hearth was burning noisily. Catalina was so bored that she added some dry


    firewood to it.


    The mes scurried up, making Catalina warm and sleepy. In just a moment, shey on the sofa and


    fell asleep.


    While she slept, the hours slipped by...


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    Soon, it was 3 a.m.


    When Bet came back, the lights in the Sophora Vi were all off.


    He was surprised that Ralph was not waiting for him this time.


    Bet took off his windbreaker, which was wet and cold,id itzily on his arm, and pushed the door


    in.


    Then he changed his shoes.


    After that, he touched the light switch on the wall with a big hand and was about to turn on the light.


    "Bet?"


    Suddenly, in the darkness, a small head emerged from behind the sofa.


    Bet was stunned.


    "Is that you, Bet?"


    Catalina put her head on the back of the sofa and asked the tall figure standing at the door with some


    sleepiness.


    Her eyes were narrowed, unable to open.


    In the dim light, Bet was stunned for half a second. Then he slightly raised his sharp eyebrows,


    and his hand fell on the light switch unconsciously dropped.


    His deep, amber eyes were tinged with some emotions. However, they soon disappeared, and his eyes


    turned cold as usual.


    "Why don''t you turn on the light?"


    Catalina tilted her head and asked Bet.


    With one hand in his suit trousers pocket and his legs in ce, Bet looked at her, who was lying on


    the sofa, and asked coldly, "What are you doing here?"


    Catalina slid down from the sofa. "I''m waiting for you!"


    In the darkness, she trotted in the direction of Bet with her bare feet and a confused head.


    The space between Bet''s eyebrows twitched instantly.


    "Catalina, stop there!"


    He shouted in a low voice and quickly pressed the light switch on the wall.


    However, it was toote.