"No, absolutely not," Summer smiled as she assured Bubu, "He must not be interested in someone like me, and with his status, he doesn't lack women at all. So, we are just friends. Don't jump to conclusions."
Taking a sip of water, she set down her cup and said to Bubu, "Alright, you should hurry up and take a shower. I need to go over the script as tomorrow's shoot is quite intense with several scenes to film."
"Okay," the girl nodded and watched her sister stride towards the room.
In the next room, Spencer emerged from the bathroom. Living in this small space next to Summer felt more comfortable and fulfilling than living in a grand mansion.
Drying his hair and lying flat on the bed, Spencer remembered her happy demeanor tonight, causing a slight upward curve on his lips.
All this joy was what he brought to her.
Closing his eyes, his thoughts wandered back to high school. The white school building, the scorching afternoon, her petite figure swiftly moving through the stairwell, basking in the warm sunlight, like a fairy with speckles all over her, like an elf.
After PE class, they would share a bottle of water, take a walk under the moon, solve problems in the classroom together, and he'd teach her how to draw...
These memories, after the breakup, became the most vivid in Spencer's mind, clearer with time.
The girls who were once close to him, now had no contact, their faces and even their names forgotten...
His ex-girlfriends, who once filled his lonely years, left no impression on him, as if they were unrelated to him.
Summer filled his heart and eyes, and in countless nights, he dreamt of her.
And now, he felt alive again, for she reappeared in his life, in his reach.
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