Chapter 202 He Lost His Nerve

At this height, she couldn’t see Zachary’s face, but she could feel his happiness just from his movements.

Turns out, being with the person you like is such a joyful thing.

Lysander suddenly found herself empathizing with Josiah. After years of patient waiting, he finally experienced the joy of Lysanne changing her mind and confessing her feelings to him. She reckoned he must have been overjoyed too at that moment.

On one hand, there was a life of neither meritorious deeds nor misdemeanors, on the other hand, there was the fulfillment of one’s heart’s desires with ecstatic joy. Given this multiple–choice question, anyone would know what to choose.

After she got home and took a bath, the phone rang.

The call was from Zachary

“Lysander, are you asleep?”

“I just took a bath. I’m getting ready to sleep. What’s up?”

“Can you call me again? I feel like I’m dreaming.”

Call?

Lysander began, “Zachary?”

“Not that. It’s…” His voice trailed off for a long time. “It’s the other word you called me at the hospital entrance today.”

Lysander understood clearly and flashed a smile. “Boyfriend.”

the other end of the phone, his heavy voice

up at half past six, as

that Zachary had sent her a message at over four in

are you wearing today? Reply after

somewhat puzzled as to why he had texted that in the

dress casually,

of her clothes were left at Josiah’s place.

she had bought some new clothes, but not a

chose a rather student–like outfit, a white high–necked sweater paired

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Lost His

shirt, dark blue

his message’came through: Got it.

it. As usual, she tidied

at home.

noon, Zachary called.

she saw Zachary, she finally understood why he had specifically asked about the color of her clothes.

was wearing a thick cotton denim jacket, underneath which was a white sweater, and a pair

ran over and stuffed another warm

touch, and a

it to warm your hands and eat it on

to Quilton

don’t sell it here.

“Thank you.”

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