I can’t be more familiar to this smell.
Even in my dream, I pine for the smell of him.
Frances.
It’s him!
I jerk my head up and meet his gentle eyes.
For an instant, tears stream down my face.
My sight is fixed tightly on him, and even at the present moment I still can’t believe that he wakes up.
I embrace him tightly and hear his heart racing wildly, and I finally come to believe that he really comes to life.
“France? How did it happen? I thought you would never wake up again.”
Big tears fall on his shoulder.
I hug him and feel so excited even beyond control.
He touches my hair gently and speaks with a smile, “Because I want to be with you forever. How can I leave without saying goodbye when you’re still waiting for me?”
His words touch my heart deeply.
My brain is a mess and I don’t know what to say, just embracing him.
I circle him with my arms and forget time and everything, until I feel my legs are a little sore, and finally I let go of him.
I raise my head and gaze at his gorgeous face, feeling contented and peaceful in my heart.
Now I can tell him all the things I haven’t said to him before.
“Frances. Come here. I have a word with you!”
I hold his hand and take him towards the bed and sit down together with him.
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