After dinner, Aria Jackson’s brother-in-law kept Hudson Chester in the living room for a chat, while her sister took Aria into the room, eager to show her Hudson’s childhood photo album—
From a bare-bottod baby, to a naive elentary school student, and then a slender and handso young man.
Hudson’s sister sighed, holding her cheeks, "How wonderful, after all these years of twists and turns, to finally end up back together with your first love. It must be destiny. My first love vanished long ago without a trace."
"What?" Aria looked up, staring blankly at her, "First love?"
"Don’t you rember?" His sister laughed, assuming Aria was embarrassed and thus deliberately denying it.
"Hudson even kept the love letters." She turned to the last page of the album, where a letter was tucked in, and handed it to Aria.
Aria opened it in confusion, why did the handwriting on this letter look so familiar?
As she read a few lines, her brow furrowed deeper, this... this letter... uh mmm mmm mmm...
The sister laughed, "When you two broke up then, Hudson was heartbroken for a long ti. He tore up all the letters, but kept this one."
Aria murmured, "... broke... up?"
Were we even together?
What exactly is going on?
She carefully recalled, this letter in her hand seed to be the first love letter she wrote to a big brother neighbor, since they were in the sa school, it began with: Dear senior...
How did this letter end up in Hudson’s hands?
Aria felt muddled but it wasn’t convenient to ask details, so she just smiled and brushed it off.
A bold guess surfaced in her mind.
Aria’s face turned slightly pale...
...
Aria spent a brief, pleasant ti at Hudson’s sister’s house.
Hudson drove Aria ho.
On the way, he hesitated before asking, "You know everything now?"
Aria pressed her lips together, "Mm... I know."
Hudson felt he should express sothing at this mont, but after thinking about it, he realized whatever he might say would seem inappropriate.
He slowly said, "At that ti... I wasn’t mature, I was just too foolish."
Aria nodded, "At that ti, I was pretty foolish too..."
So naive, liking the neighbor brother just because he was handso. If I had noticed earlier that Hudson was even more handso than the neighbor brother, I might not have wasted all these years.
After getting ho, Aria seriously went over her emotional experiences from adolescence to now.
She wasn’t exactly a lovelorn girl, even though she was devastated when she found out the neighbor brother was gay, she still liked others afterward.
—It was a very brief kind of liking, feeling drawn to handso guys, then quietly observing them for a couple of days, noticing flaws in personality or lifestyle, and promptly discarding that affection.
She knew how shallow her feelings were, so even if she was smitten, she wouldn’t easily confess, the sa went for Hudson.
Between grown n and won, the older they get, the more understated the probing of affection or disaffection becos.
Now, upon learning of this unexpected news from Hudson’s sister, Aria felt their relationship should be defined.
Although they had held hands and kissed before, they actually interacted quite blandly, never plainly clarifying their relationship.
Aria was a decisive person; once she decided to be together, she invited Hudson out for dinner.
"I have sothing I want to discuss with you." Her tone was very serious.
Hudson’s expression slightly stiffened, subconsciously holding his breath.
Could it be...
Was she going to bring up a breakup too?
Aria looked at him earnestly, "Hudson, let’s date with marriage as the premise?"
Hudson suddenly breathed deeply, his heaving causing Aria to be startled, and she asked, "What’s wrong with you?"
He patted his chest lightly, as if calming his emotions, "It’s nothing, I’m very happy."
Can’t help but want to laugh, greed for beauty doesn’t matter, anyway, he wants to cherish her for a lifeti.
The more he thought, the happier he got.
—There are three things you cannot hide: coughing, poverty, and love.
And I no longer want to hide.
(The End)
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