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I glanced at Matteo. He nodded and I picked it up.

And he opened the released.

On the other side of the phone was the hospital of Matteo's hometown. The other party told us that Matteo's mother had drunk a drug and was now being rescued!

When the other party finished speaking, Matteo rushed to the door without looking back!

I followed him, but I rushed to the manager's counter and gave him the boarding pass. I also said that we might not board the plane, and the luggage would be taken in a few days.

When I ran out again, I could no longer see Matteo.

I called him.

After a long time, Matteo picked it up. He said that he was already in a taxi and had bought the latest train.

He said, "You don't have to go."

"I'll go."

I said decisively.

This has something to do with me. I must go.

"And if Matteo's mother really did something wrong, I'm afraid I'll be guilty for the rest of my life."