Spoil My Sweet Window novel (Harold and Crystal) novel Chapter 633

Chapter 633

Crystal looked at Harold in a daze. In that instant, she recalled the past.

She and Harold had just known each other. When she lost her way in the Evans residence, Harold also climbed over the wall to look for her, holding her hand and walking step by step in the moonlight and fragrant flowers.

Why did you climb over the wall again?” Crystal said, “Get down quickly.”

Harold landed lightly in front of her, as if the three-meter-long high wall was nothing to him. Crystal was frightened, but he was like a butterfly, falling to the place where she could reach, and holding a handful of snow white flowers in his hand.

He brought the flowers to Crystal and said, “Take them.”

Crystal’s eyes widened. “Are they for me?”

Harold narrowed his eyes. “Do you think I bought them for myself?”

Crystal happily took the delicate flowers and asked, “What flowers are they?”

“Clarkia amoena. It’s also called ‘Farewell to Spring’.”

“It’s almost autumn now,” Crystal said.

“The world has long since bid farewell to spring, but I only bid farewell to my spring today,” Harold said softly. Crystal’s eyelashes trembled. She moved her fingers and said, “… I’m only going to the military training, not dying.”

Harold bent down slightly and looked at her. “Crystal, don’t you miss me?”

“We’ve only been separated for less than a day… All right.” Crystal hugged his neck, rubbed her face in his arms, and whispered, “I miss you.”

Harold stroked her hair. Just as he was about to say something, he heard a loud shout. “The lights are about to go out. Why aren’t you going back to your dorm?”

Crystal didn’t realize that she was already a college student. She acted like a high school student who had been caught by the disciplinary teacher. Subconsciously, she grabbed Harold’s hand and ran away. The person behind them was stunned. “… I was just asking, what are you running for?”

Harold didn’t resist and allowed Crystal to hold him as she ran forward. Unfortunately, Crystal was a good-for- nothing. She couldn’t run for more than five minutes. She stopped and gasped, “…He didn’t catch up with us, did he?”