Chapter 620
The Vance in front of her had never been so vivid.
Rebecca could see the faint stubble on his chin, the tiny beads of sweat on his brows catching the golden light of the setting sun.
In previous dreams, she had been an observer. This time, it was first-person. She stood right in front of Vance.
“Aren’t you going to give me the water? What are you spacing out for?” Vance said.
She snapped back, realizing she had been gripping the bottle tightly.
“Because she’s staring at me!” Another boy came up behind Vance with a cheeky grin and slung an arm around his shoulders.
It was Darren. This was the first time Rebecca had looked closely at him. Back in high school, he hadn’t been an important figure, so she had never paid him much attention.
So, this was what he looked like.
Their eyes met. For some reason, she saw something strangely familiar in his gaze.
“What are you two looking at?” Vance frowned, glancing between them.
“Nothing. I’m thirsty.” Darren reached out and snatched the bottle from her hand.
“That’s my water!” Vance protested.
Darren shook the bottle. “Does it have your name on it? Call it and see if it answers.”
“It’s in her hand. Who else could it be for?” Vance clenched his teeth. “You?”
“Yep!” Darren grinned, then spoke to the bottle. “Darren’s water, say something!”
He shifted and answered in a high-pitched tone, “Here, master! Your water is right here.”
“You take this line too? Where do you live?”
“Syliaview.”
It was out in the suburbs. This route went straight there.
“Oh.” Darren didn’t say more.
He pulled out a handheld game console and started playing. Sitting in front of him, Rebecca watched the scenery pass by, but her mind was in turmoil.
When the bus reached the end of the line, she stood up and realized Darren was still on board, focused on his game.
“Your friend lives out here? This is the last stop,” she said, puzzled.

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