"Uncle Marco, I won't be back at noon, you don't have to prepare lunch for me."
“Okay.” Marco nodded, "The driver hasn't come yet. Lady Nova, would you like to wait a little longer?"
“No need.” Nova said, “I will take a taxi.”
Marco nodded again and said, “Be careful.”
“I will.”
When she walked to the door, Nova couldn't help but glance back the mansion where she lived for 18 years in the most expensive area in Y City. At this moment in her heart, it was just a cold house with luxuriously decorate and the decay inside. It was not the road that carry people away, and it was not the house that make people stay.
Turning around again, Nova left without any nostalgia.
Under the withered maple tree at the door, a bicycle covered with snow attracted her attention. Nova was surprised that there was somebody riding a bicycle in such a cold day here. She couldn't help but look around, and then saw there was a person squatting under the maple tree not far away. His hair was covered with a thin layer of snow. He was curled up so that she could barely see his face. The sound of her stepping on the snow shocked him. He was slightly trembling. When he saw Nova, he shook off the snow and said in a hoarse voice, "Nova, you are up!"
Because of being in the snow for too long, he was a little uncomfortable in speaking. Nova only felt that her heart trembled violently. She clenched her fists and stood there without talking. He stood up, breathed, rubbed his palms, whispered softly, "Let me take you."
Nova felt her throat was a bit dry. She stood stiffly and watched that he wiped off the snow from the bicycle, and carefully took out a paper towel to dry the water stains on the back seat, patted on it, and smiled.
"I know that there is no one at your home. I came to pick you up specially. Are you feeling touched?"
Nova looked at his frozen face with a bright smile, feeling her throat choked. She asked softly, "How long did you get here?"
“Just for a while.”
He was afraid that she would be worried, and answered very lightly, but Nova knew that he got here not just for a while. At least the snow didn't stop until six o'clock in the morning, and he must have arrived before then. When there was no one around to care for her, someone was willing to wait for her for more than two hours in the snow without any regrets. Nova only felt that her cold heart instantly warmed up. When she looked up at the boy’s bright eyes, she couldn't help but reach out her hand to remove the snowflakes from his hair, and whispered, “Don’t be so silly anymore.”
Brandon suddenly caught her hand, put it to his lips and kissed it lightly, smiled slightly, and said hoarsely, "Nova, I will do anything for you."
These memories were originally thought to be very touching, but at this time Nova recalled it as if it happened in a previous life. The person in front of her was not the boy who would do anything for her and she was not the girl who would be moved by him easily. They were now just strangers in this city.
"Haven't you already known?" Nova said lightly.
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