Me After Meeting You

When Amber returned home, it was still early in the night. Without any pressing concerns, she decided to do some yoga.

Practicing yoga could help people relax and calm down.

After she finished her session and her heart had returned to its normal pace, she picked up her phone and started scrolling through. Her feed was inundated with photos of the impromptu fireworks show and fiery from proclamation that night.

They were taken from a myriad of different angles, capturing the scene from various viewpoints. But their captions were all essentially the same: at the end of XX year, I saw a nouveau riche’s expression of love!

She even received a few direct messages along the lines of, ‘Hehehe, your name also Camille, and you’re a doctor. Are you the recipient of this message?’

Black lines marred Amber’s forehead as she rubbed her temples. Out of frustration, she bluntly discarded her phone and ignored it for the rest of the night. Gossip was a very strange phenomena; a good piece of gossip could gain popularity quickly, but if there weren’t any follow-ups, then it would die down just as fast.

She prepared to bathe and sleep, pretending that none of this had happened. But just as she laid out clean clothes to change into, the doorbell rang. Through the front door’s camera screen, Calvin’s face was looking steadily at her.

Amber hesitated for a moment before opening the door.

When Calvin entered he immediately noticed that Amber was in her pajamas with a light smile on her lips, a warm gaze, and slightly damp hair.

“You just came back?” This was the first thing he said.

Amber wasn’t surprised; tonight’s incident had even ended up on the local news, so it would be more strange if Calvin hadn’t heard about it.

She didn’t answer his question. “Are you done with your tasks?”

In the afternoon, Calvin’s mother and Melody had personally come to find her, but he hadn’t had the time to do so. Now, after hearing about this incident, he had come over so late at night. Even if Amber had no intentions of interrogating him, asking him such a question at this time nonetheless made it feel like an interrogation.

Calvin slightly stilled for a moment, a sense of gloom flickering through his eyes. “You want to give up.”

His tone was certain.

“Yes.”

Upon hearing this, Calvin seemed to lose all energy, his figure deflating against the doorframe. He looked at her despondently, almost pleading, “If it’s because of Melody or my mother, then I can explain.”

“Okay.”

She responded straightforwardly, but Calvin found that her responses only made his mouth dry up even quicker.

By now, Amber had moved to the side of the door. “Why don’t you come in first?” She was still warm and thoughtful, but her warmth and thoughtfulness lacked their usual intimacy.

Calvin followed her inside. Her room was as clean as always with a book and a vase of flowers tastefully sitting on the coffee table. The flowers were thin and elegant, while also silent and independent, as if they had some of Amber’s unique charm.

Amber poured him a glass of water and sat down in front of him.

After a moment of silence, Calvin started talking. “Melody’s my colleague, and the only reason why I took care of her was because you told me that she was depressed and that her thoughts would easily tend towards the extreme.

Thus, I was more patient with her than others, as I thought that doing so would help you. I never thought that my actions would give her the impression that I treated her differently from others, and that she would end up thinking something I never expected.”

Amber silently listened to him talk. Honestly, his avoiding the main points and focusing too much on the trivial ones made her slightly disappointed. “Before she set you up, did she really not display any suggestive actions toward you? And, Calvin, do you feel like you’re truly happy when you’re with me?”

Calvin quickly replied, “Of course I’m happy. When I found out that you liked me back, Amber, you don’t know how happy I was!”

Amber smiled bitterly. “You’re talking about when you found out. Then what about afterwards?”

Calvin was in a daze. “Was there an afterwards?”

‘Right, was there?’ After they had confessed their mutual feelings and started their relationships, they had barely even had a chance to have a normal date. The closest that they ever got was probably them visiting Elly together; only then had nothing been able to disturb them.

Amber was mute for a moment before she apologized. “I’m sorry.” Even though she was a professional psychiatrist with a major in psychology, even though she had always had an academic answer, she was still learning to apply that knowledge in her personal life, including her love life.

“I think that I overreacted.” She couldn’t help but admit her own faults. “I shouldn’t have decided to start this romance so carelessly. Perhaps we should spend some more time together to understand each other better.”

This was why she always felt that love was just a beautiful illusion; it made people lose their logic and rationality, and it easily created unrealistic expectations in people.

Amber thought that she had been perfectly honest in this relationship, but Calvin couldn’t accept her honesty. He knew that when Amber admitted her carelessness and impetuousness, it also implied that she regretted their relationship, and her regret meant that she had already decided to cut him off.

Almost frenetic, he shouted, “No, it’s not like that! I’m not unhappy! I’ve been happy all this time!”NôvelDrama.Org owns this text.

When Amber saw him act like this, she couldn’t help but sigh. “Then why were you set up when you went out drinking with your colleagues? Calvin, even though we’ve only confessed our feelings for each other recently, we’ve already known each other for ten years. In the past, I’ve never had a relationship because no one was able to move my heart-that was, until I encountered you again.

I thought that, maybe for these past ten years, the person I was waiting for was you. I thought that you would feel the same way as me, but you were set up by someone else while we were still in a romantic relationship.

That makes me think that you might not truly love me, or at least, not love me as much as you thought you did. How else could the Calvin that I know be so easily set up by someone else?”