When There Is Nothing Left But Love

At noon, Ashton called, “Have you taken your lunch?”

It seemed he had placed a lot of attention on the mundane details of my life now. It was quite unusual of him to behave like this.

I lay on the couch and nodded, “Yeah. I’m a little bored because I’m alone at home.”

He chuckled, “Do you want to come and pick me up from work then?”

I froze for a moment and instantly took up his offer, “Okay!”

I could imagine the smile on his face upon knowing how spirited I was.

After a short pause, he said in a serious voice, “Are you not going to ask me if I’ve taken my lunch?”

I was a little tongue-tied at first. “So… have you eaten?”

“Yes. Grilled eggplant. I’ll make this for you tonight.”

Grandma once said, teenagers are often abashed when they’re in love, while those in their mid-twenties would be more romantic and crazier in love. As for people aged thirty and above, love is basically dead.

But I beg to differ. Love after the age of thirty might not be intense or passionate but will subtly reside in our hearts.

The older we get, the more we appreciate such subtlety. And the love we have for our partners would evolve to become an integral part of our lives.

in life, what matters most is that we enjoy each other’s companionship,

ended the call after having a chat with Ashton. Since I had nothing to do at the Fuller Corporation,

a nap in

the watch and realized it was already 8 p.m. I immediately bounced out

to leave the villa, I saw a note on the table and

already come home on his own. Something urgent cropped up, so he went out again to meet

eat my dinner. Upon seeing the blanket on the couch, I could not help but slap my forehead with my palm. What is wrong with me? Why

to the couch and

dinner?” the man asked in a deep

at the dishes on the table, and replied frankly,

Hotel. You want to come?” I could feel the vibration from

it and answered, “Wait

might as

I drove straight to the Imperial

be thirty minutes from the villa, but it took me twice as long to reach the destination during

Emery and I had been there several times, the hotel manager knew who I was. He

suite. One was Ashton, and the other one was Joe, who

long time. He now had an overgrown beard

glad that Ashton did not drink. He sat still