Colin soothed me patiently for a long time. Each word he said brought me comfort. He cheered me up, making me go from crying to laughing. I no longer dwelled on the previous night's events."Colin, did you receive the birthday gift I sent you?" I asked."Yes, I called you as soon as I received it. Did you make this by hand? It's beautiful. I really like it." Colin's voice was deep and slightly hoarse. His eyes sparkled as if two lamps were burning within."Yes, I made two. Yours is dark blue, and mine is light blue. Did you see the two little figures? The taller one is you and the shorter one is me.""So, I guessed right. You've been a little rascal since you were young. Remember when you wanted to catch dragonflies and asked Aunt Harper? She was busy, so I took you out. "Right, I was the one who put on your coat and tied your hair into little braids. But it was my first time doing a girl's hair, so it didn't turn out very pretty.""Colin, you remember it so well, and I rememb
"Wouldn't having your grandma move here be more convenient?" I suggested.Matthew sat at the head of my bed. He scooped up a spoonful of cornflakes and brought it to my lips. "That's exactly what I think too, but Grandma doesn't agree. She's been in Southsville since she was young and doesn't want to leave, insisting she'll be buried there. "What she really can't part with, I believe, is the house. She had chosen it with Grandpa. For her, the house makes it feel like Grandpa is still around.""How's your grandmother doing now...?" I took the bowl to eat by myself. Matthew didn't try to take it back but set up a small table on the hospital bed. He said softly, "Grandma's wish has been fulfilled.""I'm sorry, I didn't know.""She passed away last winter. I laid her to rest next to Grandpa so that they could be together forever. I think that made her happy." Matthew was raised by his grandmother. He had a deep bond with her. He was enveloped in sorrow when he spoke of his gran
I told myself this as I headed to my room on the third floor. Despite the elevator in the building, I almost always took the stairs. One reason was that the floor wasn't too high, so it wouldn't be too tiring. Another reason was that I had hardly exercised in recent years, so I decided to treat the daily climb as a workout.Just as I turned into the stairwell, I heard someone speak in a melancholic tone, "How sweet and tender! How far have you guys gone?"I knew from the voice alone it was Helen. It was dripping with sarcasm."Where did this century-old green-eyed monster come from? It reeks of jealousy!"I turned around, fanned my nose, and made a face as if the smell was unbearable. This infuriated her, and she lost her composure. I burst out laughing after mercilessly teasing her."You little bitch, who are you calling old?" She tried to hit me by swinging her expensive little purse at me. I dodged, tickled her, and then ran upstairs.I was tall and had long legs, which
"Luna, I'm not telling you this to upset you. I just want to share. I like him so much. Why can't he see it? Especially since you appeared, he won't even give me a second glance. Do you think I'll never win him over in this lifetime? Should I give up?"I was put in a difficult position. How was I supposed to respond?If I said yes, it would inevitably hurt Helen. I didn't want to become the Lilac of the past, nor did I want Helen to become the me of the past.If I said no, I would only make things difficult for myself. It'd be like shooting myself in the foot.Matthew was a suitor I wanted to give a chance to. He was a former high school classmate who grew up with me and had liked me for many years. Encouraging Helen to continue pursuing Matthew would be absurd. It would also hurt Matthew's feelings."Well, I think you need to decide for yourself. It's difficult for me to comment on this," I said with some difficulty but absolute sincerity."Hmph, what's so hard about it? You don
"Luna is indeed a great woman. She's talented, beautiful, well-mannered, and gentle. But she's too clear-headed and cool. Are you sure you can win her over?""To be honest, I'm not sure. She's been my dream for over seven years. But I won't give up as long as there's a glimmer of hope.""Matthew, I mean no offense. I'm happy you've found a woman you truly like. But can you tell if what you're feeling now is persistence or true love?"I couldn't make out Matthew's response.They returned to the table and left me to linger in the corridor for a long time.Love across different social classes wasn't simple. I naively thought courage would lead to results. Yet, there were so many insurmountable challenges between him and me.It wasn't even ten when we went back. I sat in the car, sulking and silent.Matthew carefully observed my mood and asked why I was unhappy.I didn't want to hide my thoughts from him, so I asked, "Matthew, if your family doesn't approve of us, what will you do?
Matthew came to pick me up just after one in the afternoon on the day of the birthday banquet. He stood tall and handsome outside my apartment, saying he would take me to get styled. He handed me a long, rectangular, flat box from the back seat and urged me to open it. "This is a dress I had custom-made for you. See if you like it. If not, we still have time to buy another one.""Can't I wear my own clothes? Do I have to change into a formal dress?"Upon opening the box, I saw a pure black dress with a hint of silvery pearl luster. The knee-length dress combined conservatism with liveliness in its design. The material and style matched perfectly, making it beautiful and valuable.I didn't care for luxury goods and wasn't well-versed in them. But I could tell the value of the dress was significant, just from Matthew saying it was custom-made. It couldn't be less than 30 or 40 grand.His actions made me a bit uncomfortable.He kept saying he just wanted me to go as his companion,
Matthew sat on the couch closest to me. He stared at me without blinking. A gentle smile graced his face. His dark eyes were brimming with anticipation.His smile brought back memories of Matthew in high school.We were both 17 or 18 back then, full of youth and carefreeness. Our days were filled with heavy coursework. It was hard to find time to play.He always tried hard to follow behind me during the physically demanding laps in physical education class. Whenever I looked back, his beaming face was always there.Back then, he was chubby. One lap would be enough to cover his forehead in sweat and leave him heavily panting. No matter how tired, he persisted in running behind me.I was naive, always puzzled about why he insisted on following me despite barely keeping up.I understood later, but we had gone our separate ways by then.Watching him sit in the sunlight with a silly smile, memories of our youth halted the refusal on my lips. I found myself unable to speak.My indeci
Samantha whispered in my ear, her breath tickling me. "Luna, I'll tell you a secret. My cousin is a very straightforward man. This is the first time he's brought a girl we don't know to a formal occasion. I really like you. Go for it. I'm looking forward to you becoming my sister-in-law."I looked at Samantha in surprise. She nodded vigorously, confirming everything she said was true.Matthew was in a good mood. He shooed Samantha away. He stared at my flushed face and whispered, "Luna, you have no idea how adorable you look when you blush. It's like you have two red apples on your cheeks. I really want to take a bite.""Stop talking nonsense. I'm not gonna listen to you anymore." His words were tinged with inexplicable affection, which made me even more embarrassed.He watched my cheeks redden further. His laughter was muffled, making his steps lighter."Dad, Mom, I'm back." Matthew brought me to the living room with a smile.Several socialites and ladies on the couch smiled i