Jun stared at Ai, who sat on a chair opposite him. There was dinner served on the table and together, it felt just like the time when Ai lived with him in his condo. They had their meals together. They talked about books and random stuff. The atmosphere was warm and fuzzy just like that time.
Both shared the same feelings right now.
Jun tasted the rice dipped with curry, and his gaze softly flickered.
Her ears perked up with his praise. She could cook but was nowhere near Jun's level. Jun was a stern critique too. If he didn't like it, he wouldn't sugarcoat things.
If he said it was delicious, then it was really delicious.
"Thank you," Ai felt proud at being praised.
But these moments also brought a melancholy in her chest. Her heart was in turmoil. She was trying her best to get used to living alone again, not thinking about Jun at all.
Now only a few days had passed by, and he was here in front of her once again, having dinner together just like before. She had never expected that it would be so difficult to forget those thirty days spent with him.
Then thinking about Jun and Shui again, her gaze dimmed. She managed to keep her mind distracted for all this time but with Jun here tonight, she was incessantly thinking about them despite her resistance.
Jun wasn't any different. He was trying to enjoy his dinner but remembering about Yating made his expression ugly. The conversation he had with him at Jinhai and Nana's wedding anniversary night continuously rang in his mind.
He hadn't backed off from admitting his feelings for Ai, and a strange sense of irritation engulfed him. It was similar to when he witnessed Ai and Jin dancing together.
He clenched the chopsticks.
That was only because it was Jin! Only because Jin danced with her…
The scar of losing Shui to Jin had made Jun extra sensitive and alert whenever it came to him. So when he saw Ai dancing with Jin, he felt threatened and on contemplation, he figured it was because of his past life that he didn't want anybody close to him in this life to have anything to do with his brother.
That was how he had consoled himself. That was how he gave a reasonable explanation to himself about these inexplicable feelings for Ai which he wasn't supposed to have.
But now realizing Yating and Ai's connection invoked the similar and intense possessiveness he felt when he had seen her with Jin.
Why was he having these feelings?
Towards Jin, he could soothe himself. But what reason was he supposed to give for Yating?
Jun looked up and found Ai burying her face into a plate as if doing her hardest to avoid Jun.
Green veins popped on his forehead.
Then there was this where Ai was seemingly avoiding him for some reason.
Was it only because of that night they spent on the swing? Or something else was the reason too?
Whatever it was, he was getting irked by it.
They had kissed twice, but Ai had never given him such a cold shoulder. Even though things that night had turned several degrees hotter, he hadn't expected Ai to behave when… The latest_epɪ_sodes are on_the novel•fire.net
Jun cleared his throat.
She seemed to have wanted it too. Then why is she being ?
Ai jolted as he banged his fist on the table. She saw imaginary dark fumes oozing out of his head as he glared at her.
Why is he glaring at me? Didn't he like my food?
Ai took the plates to wash after dinner, but Jun snatched it from her. "I will wash them."
He didn't give her any chance to refute and headed straight towards the kitchen.
Ai sighed and thought to take a quick shower until Jun was done.
Once inside her room, she got a call from Xing Bi who furiously exclaimed her happiness about Sky's statement.
"Oh my God! I never imagined that Sky would forgive you! It was pretty much grilling you this entire time but with Sky's support now, the situation has taken a one-eighty turn added Guiying's statement to that. And damn you will get 5 million Yuan compensation too! This was beyond my expectations!"
Ai softly smiled. "En."
"Good, good! I will catch up with you tomorrow! You have been stressed out a lot lately. So go to sleep and have a good rest."
"Thank you, Xing Bi for staying with me."
"Of course, silly. We are sisters, after all!"
They hung up, and Ai stepped for a bath.
Outside, Jun was done with the cleaning and washing the plates. He walked back to the living room, taking a good look at her apartment. It was just like his condo.
Simple and minimalist. Everything was neatly organized. It gave off a feeling that a responsible and wise person lived at this place. It was a small living space, but Ai had arranged the furniture in such a way that it looked warm, spacious and welcoming. The window opened to the street view outside.
She must have seen me going to that alley when I killed that thief that night.
His gaze then fell on something shiny at a distance. He tilted his head and realized that it was a trophy on a glass shelf. He gently held it in his hand and read the carving upon it.
Best Newcomer Writer - MissImperfectlyFine.
A soft smile formed on his lips. A sense of pride filled his heart as he brushed his fingers along her name. He wished she could have won the Best Fiction Award. To him, her novel deserved to win that award.
He heard a soft yelp from her room, and his eyes immediately narrowed. He kept the trophy back on the shelf and rushed towards her room.
He only heard the sound of shuffling and some running around.
Jun was confused. "Ai! What is happening inside!?"