"You’re with soone else now, aren’t you?"
This question seed to drain all his strength, light as a feather falling silently onto the surface of water.
Hannah raised her hand and gently pressed the boy’s arm through a thin layer of clothing, then slowly withdrew her own hand, her red lips parting slightly to let out cool words, "What of it?"
The words were too heartless, colder than the night wind by three degrees.
As if opening up soone’s chest and freezing the blood inside to ice.
The boy suddenly burst into tears.
His eyes beca even clearer and more transparent, resembling a large and harmless pet naturally free of malice, now pitifully hoping soone would take him in.
With a hoarse voice, he lowered himself in anticipation of Hannah’s softening heart, "Sister, don’t treat this way. Break up with him, please. What he can give you, I can give you one day too..."
Whether it was the boy’s gentle voice or his innocent eyes, both were too deceptive.
Even if it was a facade, it usually lted hearts, let alone now when true feelings were involved.
But Hannah’s eyes remained undisturbed.
She just chuckled, placing the tissue in her hand into the palm of the boy’s, watching him eagerly grab her own hand without struggling, but instead slowly driving a knife into his heart, "Louis, you’ve said this too many tis, right here in this room. Soone believed it and paid with their life, but that person won’t be . Do you understand?"
It was just a few steps away.
The aged wooden door was just as it had always been, the green paint on it long peeled away beyond recognition.
The closed bedroom door seed to echo once naïve words.
Chasing dreams.
Together for a lifeti.
I will always be with you.
All such promises were scrubbed clean by the river of ti until nothing was left but ugly, embarrassing bare bones.
It was shocking to see, and elicited a sigh of sorrow.
Maybe it was because Hannah’s tone was too gentle, so gentle that Louis had a mont’s illusion, as if they had returned to the past.
She was still the girl who would forgive him for any outrageous thing he did, with a smile.
That kind of loveliness, he was unwilling to let go.
The boy remained with a ta and harmless deanor, but his tear-soaked eyes were filled with stubborn darkness, "Sister, I won’t give up. You don’t like now, but I can wait. I’m still young. I can wait forever."
Hannah withdrew her hand, and her smile faded, "Louis, don’t you understand? I liked you, and I liked others, but all of you are in the past. I can’t be with you again."
He lowered his gaze, tears fell, yet he smiled as if the previous humiliation had never existed.
Lifting his head, his gaze steady on the person before him, his tone was gentle yet resolute, "I don’t believe it."
The boy seed to have two faces; the more innocent his expression, the more repressed and mad the sentints in his eyes.
The switching between two faces might one day break completely.
Hannah didn’t care much, "Suit yourself."
If a key is lost, it’s lost. If it wasn’t kept safe initially, it can’t be retrieved simply by waiting a lifeti.
*
Back in her room, she closed the door.
From so corner, Jinlian crawled out again, panting as it sprawled on Hannah’s vanity, "Master, aren’t you afraid that by being so heartless to Louis, he’ll turn to the arms of the female lead?"
It did not understand the relationships between n and won.
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