Chapter 638
Vance didn’t reply. He grabbed his clothes and left.
Darren watched, then smiled at his teammates. “Of course not. We’re friends. Super close.”
His gaze followed Vance’s retreating figure, laden with unspoken meaning.
Rebecca practiced with her instructor in the morning and had studio classes in the afternoon. Since the school cafeteria was closed on Sundays, she stopped at her usual pasta shop near the gate.
The basketball court was long empty. The boys had dispersed after playing. As soon as her food was served, someone sat down across from her.
“Can I have one pasta with meat sauce, please?” Vance said to the shop owner.
Rebecca nearly choked on her first bite. She looked up to see him staring at her fritently. She stayed composed and continued eating.
Vance couldn’t hold back. “Rebecca…”
“Hmm?” She seemed unaffected, still eating her pasta, a fine sheen of sweat forming on her forehead.
“You’ve changed,” he said.
She paused, then looked up with a small smile. “Isn’t it normal for people to think differently at different stages of life?”
“But… You didn’t use to say things like that. You said…” He trailed off.
During the New Year of her freshman year, she had written in a card to him: [Vance, I hope we’ll be friends forever.]
He had replied coolly at the time: [This is no ‘forever‘ in my world]
Rebecca hadn’t understood then. She’d just thought he probably didn’t want to be friends with her forever.
It had hurt a little, but there was no rule that if she liked someone, they had to like her back. So, she had buried her feelings deeper, never mentioning that word again.
“Are we still friends forever?” Vance suddenly asked.
So, he still remembered that.
“Yes, we are,” she replied. “But no one knows what tomorrow holds? It’s better not to say ‘forever‘ lightly.”
His eyes dimmed. “What do you mean?”
“I mean…” she sighed. “Friends are fellow travelers on the same road for a while. Life has its turning points. After the next one, you never know who you’ll be walking with.”
He gave a bitter laugh. “So, you’ve already found a new travel companion?”
She paused without looking up, then said softly, “Yes.”
“You…” He was momentarily lost for words.
“Isn’t it how it is?” she said quietly. “From now on, you’ll be in science class, and I’ll be in arts. We’ll each make new friends. We won’t even be on the same floor. And once we go to university…”
“Enough!” he interrupted, “You’re right. It’s my fault. It’s my fault for believing in some stupid promise. Don’t worry; I have no
other intentions.
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