"OK, I'll take it." His voice was weak and hoarse, like the cold wind that forced in from the gap of the window.
She lay on the bed again, closed her eyes and stopped talking.
He stood quietly in front of the window for a long time, without moving, as if he were an earth without a soul. Then he left the room. He didn't know where he went and he didn't come back for dinner.
At midnight, she lay in bed alone, guessing that he wouldn't come back tonight. She couldn't sleep, so she count the sheep with her eyes closed. When she counted to one thousand, the door was pushed open.
She quickly closed her eyes and pretended to be asleep.
Soon enough, his hot breath was surrounded her, with a slight smell of wine.
He drank!
She didn't open her eyes and continued to pretend to be asleep.
The room was as quiet as ice. She could almost hear her racing heart. His breathing constantly slapped on her face, letting her know that he was still beside her.
"You little fool." His voice suddenly sounded from the air, very light, very low, as if it was his lips. "I know, in your heart, I am dispensable, but in my heart, you are unique, no one can replace you, so I can't let you go, I can't lose you."
Hearing what he said, Essie's heart contracted violently. The one of a kind? What's the meaning of this? The unique substitute or...
She immediately stopped thinking and dared not think too much. She was afraid that the beautiful soap bubble that she had imagined from her own dreams would be so much. She couldn't bear the huge loss caused by it that it would collapse into a bottomless chasm from the cloud and crush her to pieces.
He lowered his head and kissed her forehead. Then he lay down beside her and gently held her in his arms. He didn't dare to let her go because he was afraid that she would be like a kite that had been off its string and never came back.
Unconsciously, she grabbed his collar with her hand. She didn't want him to leave. She couldn't sleep without him. She didn't know when she had become so dependent on him. Perhaps, his position in her heart had long been different, but she didn't realize it.
When she woke up the next morning, she decided to have a good talk with him to stop Mary's plan.
She told him that Cherry and Jenny had come to the clothing store for clothes yesterday.
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