Chapter 15: So Close Yet Still So Far (Part 2)

  Back at his home, I poured him a warm glass of water and urged him to take his medicine. For the first time, I felt a sense of happiness from helping someone with such simple tasks.

  After he finished drinking, his face was still red.

  "It seems like it's still quite serious, you must be feeling unwell, why don't you lie down for a bit?" I said gently.

  "Don't go, stay and chat with me. My parents have something on today and will be back very late!" he asked me.

  "Alright, I won't go." I smiled lightly.

  "Do you listen to music? I'm going to turn it on. Usually when I'm out, I use earphones with an MP3 player, but at home, I still prefer listening to CDs. CDs can fill the whole room with my favorite music atmosphere."

  He said as he opened it and went back to lie down.

  The CD player was playing a song: Norwegian female singer Sissel's "Should It Matter", this song is like heavenly music. The lyrics describe a girl's regret and sadness when she is disappointed in love.

  Very touching and sad music is flowing in this room, a melancholic atmosphere pervades the entire room.

  Looking out at the scenery outside the floor-to-ceiling window, this summer afternoon is very beautiful. The garden is blooming with bright flowers, and summer always has a kind of passionate and unrestrained beauty.

  This is the first time I've been to a boy's room, and this room was tidied up by the owner. The room emits the scent of lemongrass. And this boy is none other than someone I couldn't let go of, someone I should sympathize with.

  "If you want to read books, then go ahead and read!"

  "Take a rest, don't be too tired."

  "Look at me, I forgot to entertain you."

  He got up and went back to the kitchen to fetch fruit cake and milk.

  "Let me help you make a caramel macchiato! I just learned how, want to try some?" he said expectantly.

  "Oh, never mind, don't bother, go rest!"

  "Then you eat, I like to see you eating, I like the way you read books, and I also like to see you buying things. Whatever you do, I like it. Actually, I've been secretly watching you." He said happily.

  His words stirred up ripples in my heart, which lingered on and refused to subside.

  However, what he said later turned those ripples into waves.

  "I feel like you obviously like me, but why did you have to reject me?" he said faintly.

  "I...". I wanted to speak but hesitated, how could I explain my thoughts? Was it because of the intense studying in senior high school that I didn't have the heart to consider other things, or was it because I wasn't prepared at the time? But the reason why I thought that way back then has clearly changed since then and now this reason seems so pale, because from a certain moment on, my mind had completely changed.

  "Don't say anything more, I understand everything. It's all my fault, and indeed the third year of high school was very tense."

  Memories of the past, and thoughts of now, bring tears to my eyes.

  "Yi." He called me like that for the third time, and I felt as if I had already gotten used to it, thinking that he should be calling me that way.

  "How did you cry?" he said anxiously. He brought over a tissue to help me wipe away, I closed my eyes and he gently wiped.

  He was so close to me that we could clearly hear each other's breathing.

  My heart beats faster, my face starts to flush, and at this moment I must be as lovely as a peach blossom.

  I felt his warm lips on my eyes, and I was already in his gentle embrace. At this moment, my heart trembled with excitement. Time seemed to have solidified, and the whole world had become completely different from before, just like a quiet night sky with a vast expanse of starlight shining brightly.

  Let me just like you this way, as if in a dream that seems to be separated from the world, and I don't want to wake up. You are the person I think about day and night, thinking of your every morning and evening, thinking of your dusk and dawn.