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"The newspaper said that the police had arrested three people and two people were still at large. The newspaper reminded the public to be careful"

Miranda was stunned for a while, then said with some fear, "Could it be that the two black men I met today are... fugitives?"

"It's also possible"

"Whoo~"

Milan patted his soft chest, and let out a long breath, "Thank God, Rocca, you are right, compared to that victim, I just lost a little money, I am really lucky"

"Yes, it is the greatest luck for people to be okay"

Roca said softly.

Miranda frowned and said suddenly, "I think I should thank the owner of that dessert shop."

"Oh~ why?"

"After the two stinky mice robbed my wallet today, they were still moving. They were not scared away until the owner of the dessert shop took out a gun."

Miranda exhaled and said with lingering fear, "I was so scared that I forgot to say thank you. I want to say thank you tomorrow."

Rocca nodded.

"But..."

Miranda lowered her head, twisted her fingers and said, "That street is too scary to go alone."

Roca smiled, "I can accompany you."

"Okay, thank you Roca!"

"I told you we're friends"

"Yes, we are friends"

Miranda nodded happily, "Rocca, I'll treat you to dessert tomorrow. There are many kinds of desserts there, such as fruit pies, black and white desserts, strawberry cake..."

goooo~

Suddenly a strange voice interrupted her.

Miranda clutched her stomach, blushing.

"I only thought about eating dessert, I didn't eat box lunch in the afternoon"

She lowered her head and said embarrassedly.

Roca smiled softly, he is still a foodie, no wonder he is fat.

He looked out the window, and there happened to be an 'Allen's Restaurant' not far away. There were a few beautiful pictures of desserts hanging on the window, which looked delicious.

He stopped the car slowly, "I happen to be hungry too, let's go and replenish some energy together."

Miranda glanced at him and smiled sweetly, "Thank you Rocca!"

"You're welcome!"

After eating supper, it was already 06:30.

The dusk was deep, and fine snow grains were scattered in the sky, like millet grains.

Rocca was worried that the heavy snow would affect his journey home, so he increased his speed and arrived in the Bronx, the northernmost district in New York, in more than 20 minutes.

Miranda rented an apartment on 183rd Street in the North District.

"That's Thomas!"

When they were about to reach the apartment, Miranda pointed to a figure on the side of the street and said.

The handsome Australian Thomas stood under the street lamp, hovering in the circle of light.

I don't know how long he waited, a layer of white snow fell on the large down jacket, and his hair gradually turned white.

Roca slowed down and stopped at the door of the apartment

"Rocca, thank you!"

Thomas walked to the car door and smiled shyly at him with a red nose.

Rocca shook his head, "Thomas, you're welcome."

"Thomas, I just called and I will be back soon, you don't have to wait for me outside!"

Miranda got out of the car and couldn't help shivering.

"Hehe, I'm fine in the apartment, come down and walk around"

Thomas said with a smile.

"Here you go, fruit pie!"

Miranda handed over a paper bag.

"Thank you Miranda!"

Thomas happily took it, the pie still warm.

"You don't need to thank me, you should thank Roca!"

"Haha, no thanks, it's cold, you guys go back quickly!"

Roca waved his hand, and the car started slowly.

The snow gradually became denser, and the black body disappeared into the vast white snow less than 100 meters away from the apartment.

"Miranda, let's go back!"

Thomas stomped his foot and said.

Miranda slowly withdrew her distant gaze.

"Roca is so cool!"

she said quietly.

Thomas walked ahead with pie in his arms, and when he heard creaking footsteps behind him, he hesitated and said, "Rocca has a girlfriend."

"I know!"