"The stars are really clear from here."
At the top of the mountain, there’s an open space with a railing, essentially an observation deck.
At this mont, the tent has already been set up. Elliana Lyle started making the bed; since it’s sumr, a thin blanket is enough. After all, the tent is of good quality and well-insulated.
"Alright, you can co in now," she said.
It’s midnight, and the sun won’t rise until around five, so there’s a long night ahead that needs sothing to pass the ti.
Just then, Eliza Bennett took a box out of her bag, "Auntie, I brought playing cards."
"You know how to play this?" she asked, a bit surprised.
"No, it’s for finding matching cards, whoever collects the most wins."
"..." She chuckled, it was indeed a child’s ga, much like a matching ga, slightly childish.
Obviously, Norman Bennett was just a tool in this ga, while the two of them were having endless fun.
...
--- 1 AM.
Luna Sutton finally arrived at George Lyle’s hotown, but there were so few people in this town that there were no hotels open at night, and even the police station had closed early, without a single person on duty.
"..." Luna sat in the passenger seat, her face indifferent, yet her mind was chanting away.
Why didn’t we just take the train? Why insist on driving here?
The car had already made a round of the town, Galen Collins turned the steering wheel and said, "There aren’t any hotels in the entire town."
She replied, "You’re not even considering what ti it is."
Galen sighed helplessly, "There’s nothing we can do, you should rest in the backseat for the night."
"No need, I’m fine here," she said and closed her eyes, unwilling to engage with Galen further.
She wondered why she ever had feelings for Galen. As the saying goes, love is blind, but without love, everything seed flawed.
"Co on, you’ll rest better in the back," Galen was surprisingly patient, coaxing her, but she was unresponsive.
"If you want to sleep, sleep yourself, don’t mind , thanks."
Galen: "..."
Luna turned her face away, leaving him speechless for a mont, until he finally spoke again, "I was wrong at noon, that’s not what I ant."
"Hmm, I accept your apology," Luna replied calmly, showing no other emotions.
This left him puzzled, unsure if she was angry or what, but it felt... unfamiliar.
"You..." No matter how he tried, he couldn’t get the words out, swallowing them back down.
Perhaps, even he didn’t know what he wanted to ask, just a feeling of extre discomfort lingered in his heart.
He couldn’t articulate it.
Though Luna kept her eyes closed, she wasn’t sleepy at all. She wanted to respond to every word Galen said, but stubbornly didn’t speak.
After liking him for so long, how could she just let go? Even if she wanted to completely move on, it would take ti to heal.
She knew the words Galen said at noon were sincere because when soone is pushed to the limit, they would speak their mind.
So why should she like soone who dislikes her? Isn’t that self-humiliation?
She is Luna Sutton, the only daughter of the Sutton family, a high and mighty heiress. How could she do sothing to disgrace herself?
Her brother always said she should be like the moon hanging in the sky, not letting anyone have the ability to hurt her.
Yet she had lowered her guard to pursue soone who didn’t love her, why?
"Galen, from now on, you and I are just friends."
These words murmured out of Luna’s mouth, leaving Galen stunned for a mont, finally responding, "Alright."
...
The next day.
The first ray of sunlight didn’t arrive on ti; only the sound of raindrops hitting the car windows created a rhythm that made people reluctant to wake up.
When Luna woke up, it was already 7 AM. She squinted and sat up, only to find a jacket on her shoulders, it was Galen’s.
Looking around, it was clear that Galen wasn’t in the car, which left her a bit confused.
Until Galen ca running back with an umbrella, opened the car door, and a gust of cold air wafted in, carrying the scent of earth.
Galen folded the umbrella and sat inside, handing her the breakfast he bought, "Here, your favorite pork-filled stead buns."
"Thank you." She took the bag and handed his jacket back, "Wear it, don’t catch a cold."
Biting into a stead bun, it was indeed her favorite pork-filled kind, sothing she didn’t expect Galen to rember.
She had only ntioned it casually once.
But when she thought about it, it didn’t seem like much, since Galen was a policeman and probably rembered it as he’d treated her as a criminal.
"Soy milk." He handed her a warm soy milk with a straw and cautioned, "Be careful, it’s hot."
She took it hesitantly, feeling sothing was off; Galen seed gentler, not just in tone, but even his facial expression.
In the past, Galen always seed stern and never treated her kindly. What had changed...
Could it be that because she said she wouldn’t pursue him anymore, he beca gentle?
Seeing her unresponsive, the man asked with concern, "What’s wrong?"
"..."
She asked back, "What’s wrong with you?"
"I’m fine."
"Oh." She took another bite of the bun, then, almost in defiance, took a big sip of soy milk.
"⊙︿⊙"
The burning soy milk almost made her spit it out! The pain was intolerable, and she longed for a sip of ice water.
"Did you burn yourself? Did you listen to what I said just now?"
"I’ll go buy so water!" Galen obviously concerned, imdiately got out of the car, running without even taking an umbrella.
Fortunately, there was a small shop right across the street, so as long as he ran fast, he wouldn’t get too drenched.
He quickly bought a bottle of cold water, yet she had no desire to drink it. There was a sense of stubbornness, unsure who she was moody with, but surely not the soy milk.
She couldn’t understand why Galen suddenly started treating her well. Was he so sick of her pursuing him?
Reality was, she wasn’t lacking in any respect except maybe height. Was it just because of her height?
"Here, have a sip," Galen had already pressed the bottle to her lips, but she didn’t want to drink, preferring to buy her own water instead.
This standoff lasted a long ti, before Galen, surprisingly, drank it himself. She looked up, startled as he leaned closer to her!
...
A few minutes later.
Luna turned her head, face flushed with embarrassnt. That was her first kiss! And now it was gone!
"I’m sorry, I just didn’t want you to..."
Listening to his explanation, she coldly asked, "Is my first kiss only worth an apology?"
With that, the conversation ended, leaving Galen feeling guilty. He always rembered Luna ntioning she liked soone, and this was indeed his mistake.
"I’ll take responsibility."
"What did you say?" Luna looked at him suddenly, not because she didn’t hear clearly, but out of surprise, having waited so long, she hadn’t expected such words.
Though his words made her heart flutter, she knew it was just out of his guilt.
She, Luna Sutton, didn’t need his guilt.
"No need, let’s go. They must have started work by now."
Having said that, she pushed open the door, noticing the rain had subsided.
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