Brand New Love, Brand New Us

"I have my own life too. I can't always be distracted to take care of you. If you keep making trouble, I'll ask Aunt Alma to take you back and look after you personally."

After hanging up the phone, he complained to me somewhat unhappily, "I'm tired of these trivial matters every day."

I don't think his annoyed attitude is fake.

The desire to break up has begun to waver.

He got dressed and was about to go out, and I called him, "Baron, do you like me?"

He stopped and looked at me with a smile, "What are you thinking? If I don't like you, would I stay with you for more than a year? If I don't like you, would I give you every penny I earn? If I don't like you, would you let me do whatever I want?"

"Then, shall we get married?" I closed my eyes and wiped away the tears.

He then realized that I was in a bad mood, but he didn't leave in a hurry. He sat next to me and asked, "What's wrong?"

I hugged his lower back and drew strength from his warm body.

"Nothing, I just want to start a family." I whispered.

"Okay."

"Also," I said timidly, "Can you keep a little distance from Summer? You hug her and take care of her, which girlfriend can stand it?"

He was stunned for a moment, but he laughed happily, "You never mentioned it, I thought you didn't mind? It turns out you are jealous, little fool, why didn't you say it earlier."

He pinched my nose, looking very doting.

"Do I need to tell you this? Shouldn't you pay attention to it yourself?" I muttered to myself.

He smiled and nodded, "Well said, it's my problem. I will pay attention next time."

"Have you ever liked Summer? She is so beautiful and smart, so many people like her. What about you? Have you ever..."

He was stunned for a moment.

There was no answer for a long time, and I suddenly didn't dare to ask any further questions.

Letting go of my hand, I turned around sullenly, "It's okay, you go to work, I'll take a day off and sleep a little longer."

I admit that I am a bit cowardly.

I'm afraid of losing them both.

Especially after having the dream of having both.

He turned my body around and sighed, "Did you hear something from someone? Are you going to dig up some old stuff and settle it with me?"

I was relieved, at least it wasn't in complete denial.

After he left, I hugged the little bear and said to it, "We can't dwell on the past, right? As long as we can grasp his future, that's enough, right?"

But can I grasp his future?

What exactly is Summer's attitude towards him? Why did she repeatedly forbid me to take him out to dinner, yet send him messages privately?

I didn't want to use my brain and was just immersed in the beautiful dream that he was willing to start a family with me.

He seemed to have the same idea as me.

Summer invited us out several times, and we all tacitly declined.

He enthusiastically took me to see wedding dresses and hotels.

After meeting both sets of parents, the wedding was officially put on the agenda.

Everything seems to be going just as I wanted.

He has always been a man of his words.

But I don’t know why, but I still feel an indescribable anxiety and burning sensation inside.

Like something was going to happen.

The day to register is arranged.

He never came.

I dialed the number.

No one answered the phone for a long time, and finally, there was a notification that the phone was turned off.

Holding the number I had picked, I sat on the bench and waited for him for the whole morning.

Newlyweds with happy faces come and go.

Keep passing by me.

Occasionally, there would be scrutinizing glances.

Until 12:10 noon.