Chapter 135
The end of September in Jinovy was still warm. I sat under the shade of a tree, fanning
myself with my hand while waiting for my new roommate to go to the cafeteria with me. Then, I heard someone calling my name.
I turned around and saw a man standing under the sun. He wore a white shirt with dark stripes and gray trousers. He was smiling gently at me.
The midday sun pierced through the leaves, leaving spots of light on his face.
Matthew?
“Matthew, what are you doing here? What a coincidence,” I exclaimed happily, standing up and walking toward him.
It had been over two years since we last met. When we parted ways back then, he asked me, Lulu, will we ever meet again?”
The world was indeed small. In just two years, we met again in the vast sea of people at Jesselton College.
In an instant, I remembered the tall man who bade me farewell with tears in his eyes. He had quietly stood there, expressing his feelings, regrets, and reluctance to leave me.
Time had transformed him, turning him from the chubby boy who always smiled into a handsome young man.
He was still Matthew, but he was no longer the chubby boy in my memory.
However, meeting him here still made me very happy.
“It’s not a coincidence. I came here specifically to wait for you,” he said, standing with me under the sunlight as he gazed deeply into my eyes.
There were many things in his gaze that I couldn’t understand. I felt my heart skip a beat under his This content provided by N(o)velDrama].[Org.
gaze.
Feeling a little flustered, I couldn’t help but wonder. If Felix hadn’t hidden those letters back then and if I hadn’t foolishly focused all my attention on Felix, would I have liked the chubby boy who always smiled beside me?
I didn’t know. There were no ifs in life. And the gap between him and me would make those ifs seem even more distant.
“I haven’t told anyone else that I’d be here. How did you know?”
“I have my ways. Well, it’s been so long. Can I treat you to lunch?” he said smilingly. In that smile, I vaguely saw the shadow of the chubby boy from high school.
“Sure, let me tell my roommate.” I took out my phone and dialed a number. My gaze fell on
the car behind him.
Matthew had changed his car. This bright red oddly shaped car was obviously of
considerable value. And the clothes he wore, although simple, had a high–quality texture
that someone like me couldn’t afford.
He took me to a high–end restaurant in the city center. It was my first time there.
The restaurant was quiet and tranquil. There was soft music playing in the background.
“Do you like it here?”
I nodded. “I do. Thank you.”
“You can order anything you like.” He placed the electronic menu in front of me.
It was a tablet with a touch screen and felt exquisite. When I clicked on a dish, a pop–up window would appear. Half of it showed the picture of the dish, and the other half listed the ingredients, cooking methods, and nutritional value. It was very intuitive.
I ordered a dish, and Matthew ordered two more. He even ordered a dessert and fruit salad
for me.
The food came quickly, and surprisingly, the two dishes he ordered were to my liking. “Why aren’t you eating?”
Matthew picked up a piece of green vegetable and put it in his mouth. But his gaze was still focused entirely on me, with an almost imperceptible warmth.
“It’s been almost two years, Lulu. How have you been?”
“Everything’s fine. If it weren’t for my dad’s health, I would’ve continued my postgraduate studies at Lincoln University.”
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“Uncle Gerald’s really… Excuse me. How’s Uncle Gerald’s health now? What’s the problem? I know some people in the hospital. Maybe I can help.”