[Alex's perspective]
"It hurts the stomach if you drink this."
Charlie stared at me but he didn't speak.
I looked at the coffee in my hand and the sweet milk in his hand, and it took me a long time to react.
"That ... I ... I didn't mean that ... I mean ... coffee hurts the stomach, you can't drink because of your stomach trouble, sorry..I’m just used to it ...um.. we have been like this before.”
I was a little tongue-tied, he looked at his hand with the sweet milk, gently bowed his head and took a sip of it, pretending as if nothing happened, then said…
"You're just in time. I have something to tell you."
"What? ”
"I'm going to move."
"Move? To where? Why? ”
My brain went blank, got up in a panic, and looked at him nervously.
"Why do you want to move? Is it because of me?”
“Or because of what?”
“I don't have to bother you. Charlie, just pretend I haven't been here, okay?”
“Don't go. "
"There is no reason at all.I just want to change places."