With most lecturers and students out of campus, only Colin and I were in the usually quiet studio. Apart from watching me eat, he kept reminding me to focus and put more effort into my work. It was so desolate that I felt like crying.Oh, Christmas. The holiday came just once a year, and yet I was forced to waste it. How heartbreaking! I wanted to cry!On the night of the 3rd, I was enslaved until 9:00 pm. Exhausted and sleepy, I snapped that it was bedtime and that I would finish the rest tomorrow.However, Colin adamantly refused, using both soft and hard tactics to drag me into completing the remaining work.At 10:45 pm, he escorted me back to the dormitory. After three consecutive days of working day and night, I was physically and mentally worn out. I was sound asleep as soon as I got into the bed.In my dream, Julia and Queenie were sitting in a restaurant, proudly showing off the photos they took in Verdantmont. The scenery was beautiful, making me want to cross through
"Are you satisfied with what you see?" Colin noticed my stare and glanced at me with a teasing smile.He loved to smile. Sometimes, it was as refreshing as a spring breeze, and at other times, it was warm and gentle. It always made me feel comfortable and relaxed. I would eagerly admire his smile, reluctant to part with it. On the other hand, Felix was always indifferent. Even when he smiled at me, it felt distant and seemingly impossible to gauge his true feelings. The point was that he rarely smiled at me.How should I put it? Felix was like a fragile piece of art that was more suitable to be displayed somewhere to be admired. Colin, however, was like the pillow by your bedside, making you want his company all the time.I remembered the day we first met; Colin teased me the same way he did now. What did I say back then? Oh, I remembered. I was deceived by his looks and foolishly said he was handsome.However, Colin was genuinely good-looking. It was the kind of clean, pure, and
Colin took two quick steps past me and then turned around, walking backward. He pulled out a phone from his pocket and pointed the camera at me. "Yes, and no. Lulu, look at me, smile.""I don't want to smile. Don't take pictures of me. I look ugly."Colin, abandoning his mature and steady demeanor, became lively and playful, with laughter filling the air.He continuously pressed the phone's camera button, paying no attention to whether I was ready or not, snapping candid photos however he liked.Imagining my unattractive appearance in the photos, I became infuriated, chasing after him and demanding that he delete them.Colin, always a step or two ahead, leisurely maintained a lead that I couldn't catch up to. At the same time, he made sure I wasn't left too far behind.This won't do! What if my ugly photos get leaked? That would be the end of me. They had to be deleted.Frowning, I came up with a plan."Ouch!" I pretended to be hurt, stopping and refusing to move forward while
Colin walked with me hand in hand, strolling along the mountain paths just like when we were kids. He shared stories about skilled folk artists I had never heard of, talked about his different interpretations of watercolor paintings, and reminisced about the paths we walked together in our childhood.Under the blue sky and bright sun, surrounded by picturesque scenery, we were like characters from a painting.In the park, there were tandem bicycles. Upon noticing my longing gaze, Colin rented one and took me on a ride, freely traversing the enchanting nature.We collaborated wholeheartedly, struggling to pedal for a long time until my legs were unbearably sore. It was only then we gave up and lay down on the grass to rest.Following that, we stumbled upon a narrow stream. Its water was a clear mirror, reflecting every grain of sand at the bottom. Several rounded stones, some dark red and others pure white, discreetly divided the stream.I naughtily took off my shoes, held them i
Colin soon found a local inn. The owner, upon hearing the sound of the car, came out to give us a warm welcome. He engaged in a friendly conversation with Colin as though they had been friends for many years."Colin, it's been a long time since you've come. Did you finally have a girlfriend? That's great; now I don't have to worry about you.""No, mister. That's not it. I'm Luna, and he's my older brother," I quickly replied before Colin could say anything, feeling a bit embarrassed about being mistaken for his girlfriend."A sister from another mother? Colin, she's even more beautiful than the scenery here. Keep it up!" The owner's eyes contained a hint of encouragement.When Colin shook hands with the owner, his grip was strong—as if they had made some kind of agreement.The owner laughed heartily, telling us to make ourselves at home and that he would take care of our meals and accommodations.For dinner, we had typical northern farmhouse dishes. It was surprisingly delicious,
"No, you're just making me happy. I'm nothing compared to you."Colin tickled me because of my words.Terrified, I screamed and ran around the yard. Cooperating with me, Colin chased after me. He was neither quick nor slow. He accompanied me to have fun.When I was around Colin, I was always treasured. It was as if I was still the innocent girl I was back then.For two consecutive days, both of us had gone to every corner of this place. I had imprinted these beautiful landscapes in my mind and taken many pictures.When I returned to the dormitory, I wanted to sketch out these landscapes I couldn't get enough of with my pencil. In that way, they could last forever.Good times always passed quickly. Colin helped me fasten my seatbelt. When he was taking me back to the dormitory, I looked out to see the lakes and mountains. I didn't want to leave this place.I couldn't help but wipe away my tears. Colin also used his sleeve to wipe away my tears. "If you like it here, I'll bring yo
Jasmine was pretty and gentle. Colin wouldn't kick her, right? If he did that, she would definitely cry."Of course, I know this. You just need to pass this letter to him. I'll take care of the rest. I'm sure I can make him fall in love with me."When I was holding the love letter in my hand, I felt as if I were carrying a heavy item. I felt tired.I didn't want to pass the letter to Colin, but I was afraid that Jasmine would be sad. So, I had no choice but to agree to it.Queenie saw me enter with my right hand raised. She thought something was wrong with me and asked, "Why are you raising your hand? You look funny."I glared at her. Ignoring her, I placed the love letter on the table. It depended on Jasmine's luck whether or not Colin would see it."Have you gotten a love letter? Let me see who's so affectionate!""Don't touch it." I slapped her hand away. "Jasmine wrote this for Colin."Queenie's jaw dropped. Trembling, she pointed her finger at me. "Ah… Luna, how are you so
"Colin, I have two gifts for you, as good things come in pairs. I have prepared one of them for a long time. The other is the icing on the cake."With a smile, Colin nodded. His gaze was gentle. "What gifts have you prepared for me?"I laughed dumbly while holding onto my purse. Dotingly, Colin rubbed my neck.Because Colin liked to ruffle my hair, I had been embarrassed many times in school as my hair was messy. After I was ridiculed by my schoolmates, I told him to change this habit.Colin couldn't refuse me. After gaining my permission, he changed from ruffling my hair to rubbing my neck.For some reason, I realized Colin liked rubbing my neck more than ruffling my hair."Alright, Lulu, don't leave us hanging. Hurry up and take them out. Don't you see that Colt is staring at your purse?"While making a beat with my mouth, I took out a rectangular box with a red ribbon. As if it were a treasure, I handed it to Colin. "Happy birthday, Colin. I hope you can live a long life and