Chapter 15
Nathen had a very long dream.
In the dream, he went back to when he was four years old, and a new family moved in next door. He met a younger sister who was three months younger
He really liked this girl
rl with a ponytail, who appeared calm and quiet, but in reality, she was a lively and energetic little girl.
She would pull him downstairs to swing on the swing, even if he tried his best, she would ask him to exert more force and say she wanted to fly to the
She used to secretly buy a lot of snacks with her pocket money, and she would give him half, saying it was the best thing to eat in the world.
She would cause trouble and when the adults found out, she would bravely step forward and take responsibility for everything, even if it meant getting punished, she would never betray him.
He followed her every day, from the streets to the alleys, from being an ignorant child to a blossoming young man, from being good friends who promised to be together for a lifetime, to becoming a married couple walking hand in hand into marriage
She once, without hesitation, sacrificed her future full of infinite possibilities for him.
He also, under the gaze of all his relatives and friends, made a vow to love only her for the rest of his life.
Nathen th
thought this was the end.
After all, in all fictional stories, childhood sweethearts who have overcome countless difficulties and obstacles to finally become a couple, it’s just the
But the world he lived in was not a movie or a novel, it was a real world.
mnipotent protagonist, nor did he have a golden finger.
His life was still moving forward
The church, filled with flowers and balloons, carrying blessings and love, turned into a besieged city in the next second.
A plaque engraved with marriage, a cage hidden from the daylight.
The love and indulgence that he thought would last a lifetime were slowly worn away in the day–to–day routine of life.
One thought exungushed, one thought born, a constant cycle of growth and decline.
The gli and pain that tontented him, keeping him awake at night, grew and spread uncontrollably within the deteriorating temperament of his beloved, aund could no longer be restrained
He could not prevent the tragedy from lappening, just like he could not prevent the death of Melanie’s parents.
health, just like he couldn’t go back to the moment of the accident and change the outcome.
heart rutted slowly in the dark and damp reality, eventually turning into a pile of and, no longer recognizable.
The story did not stoji.
But the dream ended. Nallen opened as weary eyes and saw his mother right away,
He didn’t know if he had escaped from that ballish nightmare or where he was, he could only instinctively callout “out”
I was sagganed to be a simple new word phrase, but when he shouted it out, his throat felt like it was being torn apart, causing him to grimace in pain And the usually loving mother, upon hearing his somewhat aggrieved voice
She bent down, and Nathen saw her swollen eyes and the misty tears in between
Iny fraction at all.
He heard her and a question “Did the polier say that Melanie passed away? Is it true?
Hid Melanie pass away?
The little girl in his dreams, the bride he promised to take care of for a lifetime, passed away?
Nathen was a bit confused and insting lively shook his head.
I didn’t know, Mons
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Upon hearing these words, Tara could no longer control her emotions. She grabbed her son’s hand tightly, her voice becoming sharp and piercing
“You didn’t know, how could you not know? She is your wife, how d dare you, how dare you say you didn’t Imow
With a tearful tone of questioning, carrying along those temporarily forgotten memories, they all rushed into Mathen’s mind.
He woke up.
Before he fainted, the despair and suffocating feeling that made him feel unbearable crawled all over his bod
Bat by bit, it consumed him.
He was acutely award
aware of the pain that came from his limbs, torso, and nerve endings.
body like ants