Alexis then quickly picked up the pen and pretended to do her homework. However, after only two strokes, her face grimaced as she put her hand on her belly.

“What's wrong?" Leonel asked her.

Since the two of them grew up together, they were naturally close.

So, without hesitation, he reached out his hand and touched her belly.

As soon as she felt his touch, Alexis froze.

She didn't avoid his hand. Instead, she leaned closer to his shoulder and whispered, “It's bleeding again."

Leonel slightly tilted his head to the side.

There was a subtle change in the atmosphere. After a while, he picked her up and carried her to the bed.

"But I've got homework to do," Alexis complained while sitting up.

"I'll help you with it."

After saying that, Leonel sat in front of her desk. His side profile looked neat. He was so good in academics that he managed to finish her homework in under half an hour.

When he was about to return to his room, Alexis began acting like a spoiled child. “Leonel, can you read me a story?" she pleaded.

The two of them grew up together.

They used to often sleep together on the same bed, and she didn't feel anything wrong with that.

However, Leonel's face and ears turned red and he ran as fast as he could.

As Leonel carried Alexis into the elevator now, she started to remember these fragments from the past.

Her face was buried in his shoulder. The two of them were indeed very close. Perhaps because they both thought of their shared past, neither of them spoke a word and let the silence hang in the air.

The red number on the elevator wall was getting bigger.

When they reached the top floor, Leonel was about to go out when Alexis tugged on his arm.

“iihat's wrong?" he asked in a gentle voice.