Immortality

27.

The next day, after gathering myself, I decided to return the things to Donald. The business was business, and I didn’t want to owe him anything.

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I texted him, “I put it at your dormitory door, and you can get it yourself.”

"Hey! Don't go!"

"May!” I looked up and saw Donald standing on the balcony, looking out. I didn't want to get entangled, so I gave the snacks to the superintendent of his dormitory and left quickly.

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"Hey! Don't go so fast!" Donald was wearing a jacket with a white T-shirt under it. He rushed to catch up. When the wind blew, his abs were faintly visible.

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I looked away and frowned, "What's wrong?"

"The snacks are for you. Why are you giving them back?" Donald looked at me, panting.

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I said, "No, thanks. If there is nothing else, you can go back."

"Oh, don't go."

Donald directly blocked my way and said in a low voice, "Let's patch this up. I can do whatever you want me to do."

I froze.