"Charlie Long..." Allen squeezed the words out from between his clenched teeth. His eyes were filled with hatred, he was like a beast that was preparing to pounce on its prey.
"Charlie..." Elsa fell into his embrace. The emotions that she had tried so hard to suppress burst out.
"I'm sorry, Little Bun." Charlie didn't even look at Allen. He kissed gently on Elsa's sweaty forehead and apologized again, "I should have been there to protect you. This is my fault."
She trembled and cried uncontrollably. Burying her head into Charlie's chest, she trembled, so afraid that she would never be able to see him again. She didn't want to leave his side, ever.
While softly patting Elsa on her back to solace her, Charlie darted a fierce glance at Allen. "You will pay for this dearly." He paused for a brief moment. "Cyan," he ordered, "make sure that this man never appears in front of Elsa again. I don't care what you do."
"Yes, Young Master!" Cyan appeared slowly from the dark, casting a cool glance at Allen. As Charlie hugged Elsa and lifted her up in his arms, Allen tried to rush towards them. But before he could reach them, Cyan blocked his path with ease and round-kicked him in the stomach. Allen collapsed, his body curling in pain.
"What is Cyan going to do with Allen?" Elsa asked, tears still streaming down her face.
"He is just making sure Allen understands that he shouldn't lay his hands on the one he shouldn't touch." The answer seemed simple. However, the truth was that both of Allen's hands were so badly injured that he was never able to use his hands anymore. He had to use all his strength from both his hands just to lift a cup of water.
After that incident, Allen's life was a complete misery. He got drunk in a bar and fought a delinquent. He was almost beaten to death. Luckily for him, Rita happened to pass by and was kind enough to save him. If it weren't for her, he would probably have died that day.
That was Allen's life towards the end. At this stage, Elsa couldn't have imagined such an end for him, nor was she told about it in the future. Under Charlie's protection, Elsa was shielded from anything that could possibly hurt her.
Time elapsed quickly. Before anyone realized, months had passed and it was summer, the next year. A mild sense of sadness permeated the entire campus. It was graduation season, the time when students headed towards vastly different directions, when they embraced each other and bid farewell.
"Why are you crying?" Ann wiped her own tears and stared at Elsa who was drenched in tears. "If you don't invite me to your wedding, I will come straight to Charlie's villa and stay there with you forever."
"Me too!" Olivia was also crying non-stop. "Elsa, My Little Bun... Promise me that you will live happily with Charlie. You must be so happy that everyone should be freaking envious of you, even me. Make me jealous, girl."
"Yes, I will," Elsa replied, laughing between her sobs. She was heart-broken. The thought of parting from the three of them made her so glum.
Anna was the only one who wasn't crying. She watched her roommates sobbing and sighed, "Our transport systems are so developed, you know. We can meet anytime we want."
"Easy for you to say!" Olivia chided. "You will be doing market analysis in Dragon. There are ample opportunities for you to meet Elsa. I still haven't received the results for my job applications."
Olivia's words triggered Ann. "Anna already has a job in Dragon. Olivia, you're waiting for your interview and you will most probably be working in Dragon as well. All is good for you! But I have to go back to my father's company."
Their mood turned sour again.
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