Attraction?
Is he attracted to Hannah Winter?
Perhaps he doesn’t even know himself. It’s just that when a person is on the brink of death, having seen the cold indifference and mockery of the world, they suddenly start longing for the scarce warmth they once knew.
In his world, everyone is deceitful, except for Hannah Winter.
But... is it attraction?
Upon seeing that the man does not respond for a long ti, Hannah doesn’t probe further. She probably already has an answer in her heart, "If there’s nothing else, I will go first."
She rely ntioned it out of politeness, and she turned around and left imdiately as her words fell.
Around the corner, a man could not hear the conversation between Hannah and Jackie Qualls, but he had his own considerations. He was already unhappy with Hannah, and now his disdain for her grew even more.
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By the ti Jackie Qualls ca to his senses, he only had ti to see the girl’s retreating figure.
Her silhouette was slender and delicate. That skin of hers, fair as snow, gave people a sense of unreality, as if it would turn into a wisp of smoke and disappear under the light and shadow at any mont.
People once lost and then regained always feel unreal.
Often, Jackie Qualls wondered whether this was all just a dream.
Upon awakening, he was still that destitute man waiting for decomposition and decay in his rented room.
This sense of emptiness only lessened when he saw Hannah.
But his emotions for Hannah...
The man shook his head, a profound sense of desolation in his heart.
All he wanted to do was to protect Hannah from repeating past mistakes. In this ga of love, they were both victims. They were the sa, weren’t they?
The man clenched his fists, the knuckles pale. His eyes carried a deep understanding.
When he looked up again, his forr gentle calm had returned.
Tiffany Lynch knew that Jackie wouldn’t leave imdiately after recording. Through conversations with her caring colleagues, Joan King, she discovered where Jackie was.
She rushed over and bumped into him.
Even though they had been in contact all these years, they hadn’t seen each other often. Suddenly bumping into him, slling the fresh scent coming from him, Tiffany blushed a little, "Jackie, long ti no see."
In her ears were the soft breaths of the woman, her almond eyes filled with emotion, seemingly revealing an unsaid love.
The man was montarily startled, then appeared to reminisce.
In the past, what he loved the most was to see Tiffany’s soft, tender eyes and her naturally aloof elegance. Just a single encounter in his youth had left him unable to forget her for over a decade.
Thinking about it now, it seems that mories can be deceiving.
Because people who exist only in mories and are difficult to et can be endlessly beautified by those sa mories. They can be crowned with all the most beautiful words in this world, making him willingly submit to them.
In the end, he loved her.
Seeing a flash of tenderness in the man’s eyes, Tiffany finally felt a bit relieved.
At least Jackie didn’t feel nothing for her.
Thinking this way, her voice softened even more, "Jackie, what’s wrong? Have you not rested well?"
There was an imperceptible dark circle under the man’s eyes. When he heard her question, he ca back to his senses. The tenderness in his eyes disappeared, replaced by a vaguely distant and indifferent expression, "It’s ti for a break now. You should go rest."
Sensing the subtle change in the man, Tiffany Lynch felt a bit conflicted.
While she always had confidence in herself, she also felt a sense of insecurity, especially after witnessing Jackie’s interactions with Hannah on stage just now...
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