From Heartbreak and Parting to a Triumphant Comeback

In the middle of the night, Evan finally came back with the smell of alcohol.

I was still awake but didn't want to get up and prepare hangover soup for him like before.

The sound of water came from the bathroom.

After a while, the bed sank, and he embraced me with the steam from the shower.

I closed my eyes and didn't turn around.

His words, "To the point where even our intimacy feels like my left hand touching my right," kept echoing in my mind, and I couldn't help but resist his approach.

Just when the breathing behind me gradually became steady.

His cell phone rang.

Evan groggily grabbed his phone and answered it.

In the silent night, I could clearly hear a woman's voice on the other end. "Evan, I'm drunk. Can you come and pick me up? There are so many people here. I'm a little scared."

Like countless nights in the past year, every time she got drunk, Yuga would call Evan.

And Evan, from the beginning of impatience and boredom, gradually became worried. "Where are you?" His voice instantly became sober, "Didn't I tell you, don't go out and drink late at night? It's dangerous, why don't you listen? You stay in a safe place and don't move, and I'll come pick you up." Evan lowered his voice and got up to get dressed.

It seemed that he was ready to go out and pick her up.

I finally couldn't pretend to sleep any more; I opened my eyes and looked at Evan, "Are you going out?'

Evan's buttoning action paused, "Zoe, she had a bit too much to drink, so I need to get her home safely. She's a girl, and being out alone after drinking isn't safe."

He leaned over and kissed my forehead, "Be good. You go to sleep first, and I'll take her home and come back."

I didn't say anything.

Suddenly, there was a 'ah' sound from the other end of the phone.

Then, the call was hung up.

Evan's face changed immediately, and his tone became urgent, "Zoe, I really have to go pick her up. Those places are full of mixed characters..."

I interrupted him, "Evan, I'll go with you."

He hesitated.

I repeated, "I'll go with you. You've been drinking, haven't you?" I smiled slightly, "You can't risk driving under the influence. I'll drive there."

Evan suddenly realized, "Yes, it's more convenient for you to drive."

I silently changed clothes and took the keys.

I drove to the bar where Yuga was.

Inside the bar, screams and music were coming one after another.

Evan pushed through the crowd and walked inside.

Finally, in the crowd, he found Yuga dancing intimately with someone else.

Evan walked over with a dark face and grabbed her hand, "Come with me."

"You're here," Yuga looked up at him with an indescribable coquettishness.

When her gaze met mine behind Evan, she swayed unsteadily.

Evan held onto her waist.

The man who had been dancing with Yuga noticed someone attempting to steal his companion's belongings and, awkwardly stepping in front of Evan, demanded, "Who are you?"

Evan stared at him indifferently and said, "Her boyfriend."

The man looked at Yuga obediently, snuggling in Evan's arms without any struggle, and then awkwardly let go.

This scene made my eyes water with emotion.

We helped Yuga to the place where I parked the car.

Evan opened the passenger door, let Yuga sit in, and reminded me, "When driving, roll down the window a bit."

Seeing me staring at him intently, Evan explained, "She gets a little carsick, and having the window open will make her feel more comfortable."

I clenched the steering wheel tightly, my knuckles turning pale, and said, "Got it."

Silence all the way.

We arrived at the underground parking lot of Yuga's apartment.

Evan held her gently while waiting for the elevator, his movements betraying practiced ease as though he had done so countless times before.

I suddenly couldn't stand it anymore.

Ms. Eaton", I looked at her firmly and said, "Can you please stop calling Evan in the future? After all, no one wants her boyfriend to be bothered by other women all the time. We're getting married soon."

Yuga's eyes suddenly opened.

After the shock, she bit her lip and looked at Evan pitifully, "Is it true? Are you really getting married?"

The atmosphere was silent.

After a while, Evan nodded, "It's true. I proposed to her, and we're also preparing for the wedding."

Yuga's face turned pale suddenly, choked, and said, "Okay, I understand. I'm sorry; thank you for your help tonight."

After speaking, the elevator arrived.

She stumbled and walked in, with a stubborn figure.

After she completely disappeared, Evan suddenly spoke, "Why did you provoke her?"

I looked back at him without flinching and said, "How did I provoke her?"

Evan grabbed a handful of hair, looking very anxious, "You clearly know that she likes me, and you said these things to her. Aren't you deliberately embarrassing her?"

I didn't understand; I just told her the truth; what did I do wrong?

"Evan," my throat tightened, "Are you...liking her? "

Evan was stunned momentarily, then denied, "How is that possible? What nonsense are you thinking again?"

"Is it really just my wild imagination?" I thought.

The grievances I had endured for a long time finally erupted at this moment, "Evan, is she only familiar with you? Does she not have any other friends? Why would she call a man with a girlfriend in the wee hours of the night? And you, what position are you worried about her? And just now, why did you say you are her boyfriend? If you are her boyfriend, then who am I to you? Can I also claim to be someone else's girlfriend?"

Without thinking, he blurted out, "Of course not."

Seeing my face full of mockery, Evan said, "How can it be the same? The situation just now was special; that was just an excuse for me to get rid of them quickly. Zoe, don't you understand me yet?"

"Is that so? Do I understand him?" If it were before, I would definitely confidently say that I understand him. "But now, do I really understand Evan in front of me?"