with you.”
Chapter 11
That’s all I said, and I took Dario back to the compartment.
As if nothing had happened, the music continued playing and the dancing continued.
A late night two months later.
I unexpectedly answered a call from Jordan, who was using an unfamiliar number.
The man, with a half–smile on his face, straightforwardly asked me if there had been a child between him and me in the past.
The man’s tone indicated that he was heavily intoxicated.
In addition, there were also some faint whirring noises coming from the phone.
I thought he must have seen the medical records that I didn’t take away.
There was nothing to hide about this matter.
So I not only generously admitted it, but also sincerely and genuinely congratulated him with a smile.
“It’s a good thing that the child is gone, Jordan. Weren’t you always hating being tied down?”
Long silence.
Doo doo…
The phone was hung up by the
Until the end of the year.
I just learned from a former female colleague,
e, who I used to work with, that Jordan got into a drunk driving accident and became a vegetable.
However, his parents were very wealthy, and even though the chances of their son waking up were extremely slim, they still did not give up on
treatment.
“Veronica, what’s wrong? Did Kaylyn send you some earth–shattering gossip again?”
In a high–end restaurant, Dario came out of the restroom and noticed me looking down at my phone with a strange and vacant expression, so he casually asked a question
I
put down my phone and smiled.
“It’s nothing. By the way, don’t book this restaurant again in the future, it’s expensive and the food is not good.”
“Next time, let’s go and have hot pot again.”
Dario held my slightly cold fingers and kissed them against his lips, saying, “Alright, I’ll do as you say,”
When we walked out of the restaurant, this year’s
snow happened to be falling
Daric was afraid that I would be cold, so he put his coat on me and once again stood under the streetlight holding flowers to confess his love to me.
The young man blushed and said somewhat shyly, “They say that as long as you confess your love on the day of the first snow, you can be together forever.
Although I didn’t believe in forever, I still accepted the flowers with a smile and threw myself into his warm embrace, saying to him, “Good.”
The moments of happiness always fleetingly passed
The only thing I could do was not to ask about the future and enjoy the present.
As long as this moment was happy and free.
That would be enough.”
