After I said that, Patrick's eyes dimmed. Fearing that he would misunderstand me, I smiled slightly and added, "Ever since my parents left me, I realized that what they said was right."
"Your parents..."
"They died in a flight disaster."
When I spoke, I had a calm look on my face. I was neither sorrowful nor sad.
It wasn't because I wasn't talking about my own matters.
Instead, it was because, before this, I had figured out how I should tell others if this matter happened to me.
I thought that with my character, I surely wouldn't cry or show too much pain.
Looking at me, Patrick was silent for a long time. Then he said, "Sorry, I didn't know about this."
"It's all right. It is a matter of the past. I have to move on."
As I put down all the documents in my hands on the table one after another, my cell phone rang.
It was a call from Calvin.
I talked to him about some things about the project on the phone.