When There Is Nothing Left But Love

I didn’t expect the gathering to be held in such a unique way. The hotel had many guests. When we occasionally bump into some colleagues, we would greet each other and continue enjoying our separate activities.

Felling slightly lazy, I found a seat in the main hall and sat down.

“Is there anyone sitting here?”

I was startled by the voice. I turned to take a look and what greeted my sight was a familiar face, but I could not recall who exactly he was.

He was one meter eighty-five in height with a slender figure and a cool exterior.

Seeing that I was staring at him blankly, he raised his brows and asked, “So is it occupied?”

My senses returned, and I shook my head. “Nope!”

He took a seat beside me while holding a cup of coke.

I could not help myself but took a few glances. It felt weird yet normal at the same time.

He saw me looking and asked, “Do you want one?”

I shook my head in embarrassment and replied, “No, thank you.”

Bright neon lights shone throughout the place. Logically speaking, people would usually drink either a glass of hard liquor or a cocktail in such an environment. As such, I found it weird that the man was drinking coke.

That being said, it was probably normal since the place caters to people of all ages, from kids to adults. Even without such beverages, the place had a lively atmosphere with its neon lighting and upbeat songs.

Live music sounded through the main hall. The main singer stood on stage and was ready to sing a folksong that conveys the yearning of one’s hometown.

was filled with so much emotion that I found myself

stood up and left, only to

I stared at him with a blank expression as I was slightly surprised by his

chuckled lightly and

was the man that stood in front of Grandma’s tombstone. Once again, I fell into

pause, I asked, “Have

and questioned,

I shook my

don’t know each other,” he

for a moment and asked again, “No, I meant if we

someone

know each other, it could only mean we have never met

speechless. Snapping back to my senses, I uttered, “Just because we don’t know each other doesn’t mean that we

exuding from him was impenetrable, even with

met before, let’s get to

I put my

smiled slightly and shook my hand. “I’m Armond

Armond Murphy?

put much

pool and a hot spring on the first level. Shall we

aback and looked down at the hotel’s set of clothes that I was wearing.

response. “Don’t worry. They have swimsuits at that

we’re here, we should have as much fun

out a soft chuckle. I was filled with doubts but decided to play along. “Let’s

I stood up, two colleagues passed by, so I