Have you ever experienced such a separation, though not profound, but you can't help worry about it.
"Hi, Rogelio. I'm Michelle. I'm by your side."
Rogelio's eyes were closed, just like what he had been before.
The tightly closed eyes opened again, like a conditioned reflex.
"Rogelio, Rogelio, can you hear me? If you can, just wink at me, okay? "
Without moving or responding, Rogelio still stared at the ceiling.
"Rogelio, I'm really grateful that you opened your eyes for me. I'm not in a hurry. I'm willing to wait for you to regain your consciousness. When you get better, we do a lot of things together. We read books together, watch movies together, listen to songs together, go for a walk together, and go to many places together. Our footprints are left everywhere. What do you think? "
Rogelio's hand suddenly twitched. I held it in his hand and rubbed it with my fingers. "Don't worry. You'll be fine soon, very soon."
No one would think that I would have some feelings for such a person as Rogelio, but I just couldn't explain and didn't want to give up.
Maybe out of sympathy, or out of concern, or of guilt for letting him lose "Michelle" again.
That night, I read a few more love letters for Rogelio. I kept reading the letters until he closed his eyes again.
I fell asleep on the bedside of Rogelio.
The dawn was coming.
I took a last look at the small world where I had been living in. It was clean, bright, beautiful, warm and most importantly, accompanied by someone.
I leaned down, for the first and last time, to give the sleeping Rogelio a hug.
"Since you got sick, I haven't told you. I love you."
I got up and looked at Rogelio on the bed with guilt.
I said to Rogelio silently in my heart, 'sorry to wake you up, but I can only accompany you to here. Please forgive me. I hope you can be strong and be good with the person you love."
I walked out of Rogelio's room quietly with the simple suitcase I had when I came here.
It was quite early now and many people should be sleeping.
Maria is sitting in the hall waiting for me.
"You'd better keep that in mind."
"Take care of Rogelio please."
Maria looked dismissive. "Don't pretend to be innocent. We are sure to be more careful with Mr. Rogelio than you are." Mr. Rogelio has recovered because of the good medicine and doctor. Don't take it for the credit that you woke him up. "
"You are also a servant in the Luo family. You are not nobler than me. Why are you so aggressive?"
Maria stood up and teased, "Wow, you're really leaving. How dare you talk back?"
I didn't avert my eyes because of her stare at me. I have a clear conscience.
There is no need for me to tangle with them, let alone to be sneered at by them.
I passed by Maria and walked out of the door.
"Wait!"
Maria called me and looked around me, her eyes fixed on the luggage in my hand.
"Humph, do you want to leave before everyone wakes up? Are those lost items in this luggage?"
I stared into Maria's eyes, full of anger, "Maria, please speak with proof."
Maria raised her chin. "As the steward, what I said is the evidence."
"If I don't have anything in my luggage, you must apologize to me."
"What if you did?"
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