"Even though she didn't say anything, I know she still cares about you because I'm a woman too. Cheer up, son, because you can do it!" Nora patted his cheek. "You are my son, so you can't give up easily, and you just keep going!"
"Mom "
"Believe in yourself!"
"I'm going to find her!" Vincent was in a hurry to get out.
"She's at her mother’s house, so you go straight to her!"
"Okay! Mom, stay, and you can stay in my room! It's too late, while you're in poor health!" After Vincent finished speaking to Nora, Vincent turned, running out of the house.
Nora looked at her son's back, sighing, and she really hoped it wasn't too late!
The next morning, Leila woke up at six o’clock as usual. She went downstairs, cooking noodles for her mother, and then the two of them sat down at the table, eating breakfast.
"Leila, have you made up your mind?"
"Mom, I'm going to the training base right away, but I won't be back in the evening because I'm working now, so I'd better live with my colleagues." Obviously, Leila didn't want to face it.
Last night, she tossed and turned without sleeping well, and she didn't go to sleep until she was tired, but she couldn't escape the dream that had been repeated. Fragmented memories had formed an illogical movie in her dream, but the final scene was just the cold and lonely night sky...
She pressed her aching temple with her hand, and she was having a bad day, so she didn't know how she should face the training.
"Did you sleep well last night?" Mabel asked.
"Well, I went to bed late." Leila didn't say why. "Mom, I'm full, so I go first!"
"Leila, don't be so hard on yourself!" There was concern in Mabel's voice.
"Mom, you too!" Leila took the handbag, leaving the house.
She walked out to get on the bus with her head down, and she kept her head down until she felt that she had accidentally bumped into someone.
"Ah! I'm sorry!" Leila put her hand over her aching head, apologizing.
"Leila—" Leila heard a low and husky voice which was with pain, and it startled her.
Leila looked up in astonishment, looking Vincent straight in his eyes, which looked full of pain.
Leila froze, but Leila was the first to calm down.
Her smile looked so natural and she could even look straight at him without flinching. "Long time no see, Vincent."
When Vincent saw her smile and heard her soft voice, Vincent was so heartbroken that he could hardly stand, while his hands, which were hanging by his side, were clenched into a fist.
Her hair was cut off, so her hair looked so short and neat, which made her look like a tomboy. She was very young, and her white skin and big eyes made her look so beautiful.
When Vincent looked at her, he had mixed emotions.
She stood there, smiling in the same way, as if her smile had frozen and wouldn't change at all.
But in Leila's eyes, his handsome face which looked gloomy made him look a little helpless.
As Vincent stared at her, he lost his mind for a moment. He waited all night, but he didn't know what to say to her. He was afraid she would refuse him, he was afraid to hear her say no, and he was afraid of getting her into trouble.
She looked at him in silence too, since she didn't say another word.
They were silent for so long time that Vincent suddenly said, "You've cut your hair!"
What he just said was an affirmation, not a question, and even he didn't know why he said these words to her.
Leila still smiled faintly, as she nodded.
"When did you come back here?" Vincent looked down, whispering to her after a while.
"Yesterday!" She answered him.
"Are you alright?" She heard his low and husky voice again.
"I'm fine!" Leila didn't expect him to come to her home to look for her, and when she spent too much time with him, she could still feel the pain in her heart, so she said to him. "I have something to do, so I'm leaving!"
"Leila…" Vincent murmured.
"I'm really busy, and I'm leaving!" She seemed to be running away from him as she left in a hurry.
As she passed him, her smile slowly faded, while her eyes looked dim.
Vincent didn't follow her, although he waited all night, as he was afraid to hear that she was tired, and he was afraid of getting her into trouble again.
On the bus, as Leila sat on a chair, she held her handbag in both hands at the same time, and her knuckles looked bloodless as she clenched them so hard.
She kept staring at the pattern on her handbag.
The mild color soothed the pain in her eyes, keeping her tears from bursting out.
After she took a deep breath, she took a deep breath again.
After she repeated a few deep breaths, she was able to suppress the pain that was rushing through her chest.
Leila got off at the training base, where Leila went to report.
The training was easy, as it was about understanding the duties of a police officer, and Leila has been listening to her lessons all morning.
When Vincent returned to the company, he felt even sadder, but he couldn't ease his feelings. He couldn't stop thinking about her, and it was so clear.
She was no longer attached to him, so how could she still care about him in her heart? Obviously, she now regarded him as a friend!
When she met him, she said hello to him, but they were never close again!
He was still hoping that at least she had feelings for him, but he was wrong, for she no longer felt any affection for him. Otherwise, how could she have been so calm when she saw him?
Vincent worked like a workaholic while he used to be a workaholic.
"Vincent, this document is ready, so please look at it." Arthur handed over the document, but when he glanced at Vincent, he looked indifferent and calm, and Arthur frowned. "What's the matter with you?"
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the writing is quite childish, but maybe it's just the translations...