Chapter 402. We All Know What We Want 5

He raised his eyebrow and didn't open his mouth, obviously waiting for my next sentence.

"Frida is very much like Maisie. She has the innocence, cheerfulness, enthusiasm, and frankness of Maisie. When I am with her, I sometimes have the illusion that Maisie is still there, and we are still the same as before."

As I looked at him, I saw that he was listening to me very carefully, and I continued to say, "and Blair is more like me, humble and stubborn, probably we are the same kind of person. I can empathize with her situation, so I can't help but take care of her."

To be exact, Blair was more like who I used to be. I knew the pain of waiting and knew that I am in love with a broken head, but I still wanted to stick with it.

As I noticed that Jordan had no movement, I looked up at him and saw his pair of dark night eyes motionless and it was looking at me.

I was stupefied for a moment, "Jordan."

"I'm sorry!" He reached out and pulled me