Missed Love Will Leave Forever

Joanna sounded puzzled.

"Oh, I haven't opened it yet."

I nodded.

Airplane model? I used to like it, but later Joanna said it took up too much space and was something only nerds played with.

So I sent all my models back home and never bought new ones again.

"Are you still mad? Don't be so petty; I've said it..."

Joanna started explaining.

I interrupted her, "No need to say so much. I understand; you two are best friends."

Joanna on the other end of the line was silent for a few seconds, then suddenly hung up.

I wondered if Joanna was mad. No, before, when I made a fuss, she always found it annoying.

Now that I wasn't making a fuss, she should have been relieved.

Maybe she was laughing after hanging up.

But it didn't matter; it had nothing to do with me.

I didn't want to let Joanna affect my emotions anymore.

That night.

When Joanna came back, she was holding a bouquet of pink and white roses. Seeing me in the living room, she slammed the roses in front of me.

There was an open card on it, saying, "Happy 7th Anniversary of Our Meeting!"

There was a little heart drawn at the end.

Without Joanna saying anything, I knew it was from Liam.

Because Liam always sent pink and white roses.

I always sent red roses.

I used to send pink and white roses, but Joanna said she hated them and told me not to send them again.

She was mad at me for a whole day because of it.

Later, I saw Liam give Joanna pink and white roses, and she was very happy.

I questioned Joanna, and she denied saying she didn't like pink and white roses, saying they symbolized pure love.

I was silent then and finally understood a simple truth.

It's not the type of flower that matters, but the person giving them.

But now, I felt no anger.

"Help me put the flowers in a vase."

Joanna raised her chin, arrogantly ordering me.

"Okay."

I nodded, got up, took out the flowers I had given Joanna before from the vase, and threw them in the trash, replacing them with the pink and white roses.

"What's the matter? Why throw away the red roses and use the new vase? Are you throwing a tantrum?"

Joanna crossed her arms and looked at me with a cold and mocking gaze, continuing, "You're just too petty..."

It was the familiar words again.

The same lofty attitude.

Before, I would be furious, trembling all over, arguing and fighting with Joanna, and then Joanna would storm out.

Then I would apologize and coax her back.

But now I just replied calmly, "You misunderstood."

Joanna seemed surprised by my calmness, then frowned and stopped talking to me, turning and slamming the door as she left.

Undoubtedly.

Joanna was angry again.

She probably thought I would chase after her with her bag like before, apologizing repeatedly.

She would continue to give me the cold shoulder in public.

I would skip work to coax her for hours, ending up getting scolded by my boss, docked pay, or even fired.

As a result, I had to switch companies several times.

This time, I didn't chase after her or plan to coax her. Instead, I went to the study.

After all, Joanna had Liam.

I turned on the computer and logged into a design and drawing forum. Since the account had been set up for a long time, it took me several tries to get the password right.

As soon as I logged in, a friend greeted me. "Hey Andrew, why did you suddenly come back? Didn't you leave the community for your girlfriend? Did you break up?"

I was stunned for a long time before replying with a "yes."

Actually, I've been interested in drawing since I was a child and showed talent. Even prestigious foreign universities and famous gaming companies offered me opportunities.

But for Joanna, I didn't go. I chose a local company to work for.

I usually got up early to make breakfast for Joanna and did her laundry in the evening.

I watched the shows Joanna liked.

I helped Joanna solve work problems.

It seemed everything was to please Joanna, and I gradually gave up on my own interests and hobbies.

Drawing and airplane models were no exception.

But in the end, I got nothing. Joanna was hot and cold towards me but always passionate about Liam.

The dream of spending a lifetime in love with Joanna had long been shattered.

Rather than worrying about others.

It's better to love myself more.

Two hours later, I received a call from Liam.