She had finished her apple and stopped crying. It seemed she had forgotten the unpleasantness from earlier and continued to play by herself, here and there, but always far away from him.
Occasionally, she would turn her head and glare at him fiercely, her eyes brimming with grievance and reproach. Once he looked up, she would quickly shift her gaze away.
Throughout the afternoon, he kept hoping she would come closer to him, but until she left, she never once came near him.
That night, he often thought of her, and somehow, his body reacted. The feeling was foreign and thrilling; he wasn’t unfamiliar with adult videos and just used his hand to take care of it.
Finally managing to fall asleep, he had an erotic dream where, astonishingly, she was the woman in it. For the first time in his life, he experienced a nocturnal emission...
Before he went abroad, he made a special trip to her house under the pretense of visiting his grandmother. She was home, watching cartoons and laughing so hard her mouth couldn’t close. But the moment she saw him, her smile stopped abruptly, and she ran back to her room as fast as smoke, claiming she had homework to do.
She never came out of her room until he left.
Afterward, he went abroad, and she continued to vividly exist in his mind.
His study workload was heavy, leaving no time to think of anything else, but when he was free, he spent most of his time reminiscing about her.
At sixteen, he returned to his country. By then, she was ten and had lost a lot of weight; her originally plump face had become somewhat sharp. Her eyes were still as large, as bright, and as clear as ever. Compared to before, she seemed much quieter, but just as mischievous and naughty.
After that, his returns to the country became more frequent, yet their relationship didn’t change much.
The single intimate moment between him and her was when she climbed onto his hanging chair and nestled into his arms.
From then on, the distance between him and her only grew.
The distance grew so much that some love remained unexpressed until she belonged to someone else.
Some apologies remained unsaid until she had decided she disliked him!
It was always , but he never stopped loving her.
He knew that with his remarkable self, he could have any woman he wanted.
He also knew that a girl like her was not the most stunning, not the most perfect, and even a bit naughty, a bit cute. Yet, she was the one who could deeply move his heart.
Li Qingshen listened to the clear piano music, slowly reminiscing about those days gone by. Discover more novels at novelFɪre.net
Slowly, a touch of melancholy appeared in his eyes.
Perhaps it was jet lag, but at this time, he was especially sleepy; however, because of her, he was reluctant to leave.
He knew that the time he could stay by her side was limited, and when she truly reached the pinnacle of the music industry, it might be the moment she left him.
So with not much happiness to spare, he wanted to grasp as much as he could.
And so he did, without looking back and with a do-or-die attitude, he immersed himself in these last warming moments of time.