With You For the Rest of My Life

"What do you mean?" Asked Burke.

"Nothing. I am just, "said Xavier, wiping the sweat on his face." I am just afraid that you will be partial to that Amanda. "

The look on Burke's face turned cold.

"Look, every time we talk about Amanda, we are in a bad mood." Xavier said with a bitter smile. "What's so good about her that makes you defend her like this. Do you really love her so much? "

"It's none of your business."

After Burke finished his words, he no longer spoke. Xavier snorted slightly, turned his head and drank silently.

A few minutes later, when Xavier thought that he could not get the answer of Burke, he finally heard him speak.

"Xavier, I don't Love Amy."

He was sure about the short message. After hearing that, Xavier turned to look at him in a daze.

"Everyone thinks that I love her, even you and Rose, but I know clearly that I don't love her at all." He looked straight ahead with an indifferent expression as if he was talking about something ordinary.

He might have tried to love her, but he couldn't.

He had always been clear headed and could not deceive himself.

"Then why do you protect her, provide her with food, shelter and pay off her mother's debt? "Xavier said the doubts in his heart, observing him with his eyes.

Burke took out a pack of cigarettes from the car drawer, his left hand groping in the drawer. After a while, he lifted his head and said to Xavier, "Help me lit up the cigarette?"

Xavier took out the lighter from his trouser pocket. The flame rose from the metal case with a click. In a slightly dark car, Burke was holding a cigarette between his fingers. He turned his head and saw the flame roll up the end of the cigarette. His face was cold.

He sat back on the seat and took a deep breath. The smoke rose before him and filled his eyes.

"Amy, she saved me before."

Xavier looked at him doubtfully.

weak and sick since I was a child. At that time,

time you went to Qinshan Town?" Asked Xavier. There was such a

the small garden in the yard and bask in the sun. At that time, I really thought that I was a sick one. Sometimes, when I looked into the mirror and saw the person with pale face, I would think how long this person could live in the

burning little by little, he continued, "At that time, I felt the

one day, he found a broken short wall in the

because it had been repaired for a long time. It did not have

wall was another house.

at half past two in the afternoon when the sun was at

it was the only

chair for him in the backyard. He lied there under the blanket and

thought that the person who played the violin knew

on the other side of the wall and maintained

and stayed in the hospital for

on the afternoon of the day he was discharged from the hospital. He insisted on

music was still playing. He

the person who played

out. He pressed the cigarette butt in his hand and spread it out. The palm of his hand was only

autumn afternoon twelve years ago. The sound of the violin was melodious, and under the tall sycamore tree, his legs were covered by a blanket. As a gust of wind blew, the shadow of the tree swayed, and a leaf fell on his eyes and a dark green color was in

a soft female voice sounded behind them.

you there?" She asked.

then on, they became close

seen her before, but he knew her name

name, Amy, was the only light in his grey world.

fled away when the servant wasn't looking

a pool outside

from her that she liked to go to the pool to play

mind and found the