Thea Lynch couldn’t help but feel it was absurd...
"I was only in junior high at that ti, right?" She thought Julian Zimrman must have rembered incorrectly.
"Probably." Julian Zimrman didn’t entirely dismiss the idea, "This is just sothing I deduced. It probably was during his college years."
She stamred, "I thought it was when I arrived in Westre."
Ian Preston did ntion once that he hurriedly returned ho after graduating and didn’t stay abroad, partly because of her.
But she had thought he rely had a slight fondness for her back then. To call it love, it should have been later, right?
Thea Lynch carefully recalled that during Ian Preston’s four years in college, he didn’t seem to return ho particularly often.
He mostly ca back for major holidays. So during that ti, they didn’t et frequently.
Most of their interactions were in group chats, not privately.
If you really liked soone, wouldn’t you frequently keep in touch with them?
"If you think about it carefully, it’s not without traces." Julian Zimrman naturally knew what she was puzzled about. He slowed his pace, his voice light, seemingly reminiscing.
"When he was studying abroad, Grandpa Preston told him he didn’t need to co back for every holiday. Just wait until the Spring Festival. But he still insisted on coming ho frequently."
"I understand Ian Preston’s personality. If he had no one he wanted to see, he wouldn’t have been so persistent back then."
After speaking, Julian Zimrman glanced sideways at Thea Lynch.
The person "Ian Preston wanted to see" choked on her breath.
"No, no way." Thea Lynch nervously averted her gaze.
Although she said "no way" aloud, she knew full well how fast her heart was beating.
"Back then it felt like nothing, but looking back now, it’s definitely special."
"Do you rember that he always ca back long before the Mid-Autumn Festival, and every ti just in ti for your birthday?"
"Isn’t that quite a coincidence?"
At that point, Julian Zimrman ntioned, and Thea Lynch suddenly rembered the gifts Ian Preston gave her every year.
Not just for her birthday but for other holidays too. The key thing was that every gift he chose was sothing she particularly liked at that stage.
In the beginning, he would ask if there was sothing she wanted.
Over ti, he stopped asking.
It seed like even back then, he understood her well.
"I didn’t contact him much at the ti. If you don’t want to ask him directly, I suggest you talk to Silas Cheney or Sean Bell. They might have the answers you’re looking for."
These two certainly knew a lot.
Especially Sean Bell.
Back then, Sean Bell and Thea Lynch were in the sa school, studying together. He knew Thea Lynch’s daily life best. If Ian Preston wanted to understand Thea Lynch, Sean Bell would definitely be the one.
Thea Lynch understood naturally.
"So, did Sam say anything else?"
Thea Lynch probed cautiously.
Hearing this, Julian Zimrman couldn’t help but laugh, rubbing her head, "Lynch was never one to inquire about this before. Looks like I was right after all."
Thea Lynch couldn’t help but blush, "I just asked casually."
Julian Zimrman still chuckled.
How should I put it, Thea Lynch wasn’t particularly concerned about anything before, nor did she ask. Others would be unable to resist sharing with her.
She was very interested in their conversation that day, so it’s true about her relationship with Ian Preston.
Even if it’s not apparent now, it’s just a matter of ti.
"He explained your current relationship to , said he’s liked you for a long ti, and that you aren’t together yet. I asked him about your thoughts, and he said he wasn’t sure."
"Looking at it now, you two should like each other, right?"
Thea Lynch opened her mouth, "I..."
"It’s okay if you don’t want to answer; we can skip this topic."
"No." Thea Lynch shook her head forcefully.
No need to hide it in front of Sam.
Sam fully understood and could see clearly. He insisted on asking because he wanted to know when it started.
She had hidden it so well back then.
"When I arrived in Westre, he was often by my side. I didn’t know if that was right, and others told it wasn’t. But back then, I did like him very much. Or what shouldn’t be denied is, even now I feel the sa."
"Why is it not right?" Julian Zimrman frowned.
He stopped walking, pulling back Thea Lynch, and discussed the issue with her face-to-face.
"No one has the right to judge your emotions."
"Liking soone doesn’t co with right or wrong."
"Our Thea is obviously so smart, so why let others’ thoughts influence your decisions? Why trap yourself in such emotions?"
That’s not Thea Lynch.
In Julian Zimrman’s mory, he rembered Thea Lynch as a very independent and self-sufficient girl with her own ideas.
"Because..." Thea Lynch suddenly smiled, "Because I thought back then I was really unworthy of Ian Preston."
"!"
"How could you have such thoughts?" Julian Zimrman found it absurd, but he paused and sowhat understood. When you like soone, looking at them, it’s like there’s a filter.
No matter how perfect you are, you feel inferior at that mont.
"Our Thea is very excellent too."
Thea Lynch shook her head, "Whether it was then or now, I can’t quite reach him."
"At that ti, I struggled every day in strange and contradictory emotions. I thought I knew him since childhood, that our elders were familiar, the family backgrounds were clean. I definitely had the right to stand by his side."
"But I quickly thought about my solitary nature, incomplete speech, declining hearing—essentially having lost hearing in one ear. So like fighting between left and right hands, my own flaws continuously suppressed the advantages my family gave ."
"During that stage, I was definitely not the best choice for him."
"As for now..."
"I am still an advantage. And at present, the greatest advantage is that he likes ."
"But I want to stand a bit taller. I don’t want to beco his accessory."
At seventeen, she didn’t have the confidence to stand with Ian Preston; she couldn’t stop Aunt Honor’s gossip or refute Nina Sinclair’s words.
All she had was what her family provided. So this ti, she wanted to catch up with Ian Preston’s pace first.
If a freshly graduate Ian Preston could rely on himself to stand firm in Coronet, why couldn’t she?
"I want to maximize my advantages and make my greatest advantage that I’ll be his only choice."
"Not for him, but for a better version of myself."
She was confident in herself, "I certainly have the ability to stand by his side."
Looking into each other’s eyes, Julian Zimrman saw "ambition" in Thea Lynch’s eyes.
"That’s how it should be." He suddenly felt relieved, opening his arms to embrace her, "I believe this day will co very soon."
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