When he picked up the phone, Yasmin Luke's crying voice came from the other end of the phone.
"Charlie, I'm so scared. Can you come over?"
Charlie became nervous suddenly. "Don't be afraid. I'll right over."
Looking at his nervous expression, I felt bitter.
I thought he didn't care about anything and was always calm and nonchalant, and I never saw any other expressions on his face.
And now, I saw a different Charlie because of Yasmin.
Only then did I realize that he was also an ordinary person, with his own joys and sorrows.
Charlie didn't hang up the phone. He hurried over while comforting her through the phone.
When he arrived at her house, Yasmin, who was wearing a halter dress, threw herself at Charlie, crying.
Charlie paused and let her hold him.
After a while, he pushed her away calmly.
"Yasmin, you shouldn't have called me."
The crying Yasmin looked petite and cute. Anyone who saw her red and watery eyes would feel sorry for her.
No one would think of her as an abuser.
Therefore, when Charlie found out that she was the one bullying me, he got mad and thought it was just a trick I used to win his favor.