Guessing that Tzuyu would not return home early, Sana decided to eat dinner outside. It was after eight when she returned home.
Opening the door, the room was really dark.
Fumbling for the light switch, a deep male voice suddenly rang out.
“Back already?”
“Tzuyu?” Because she did not expect it, Sana was shocked.
The voice came from the balcony. His tall body in silhouette. He stood with his back to her and did not turn around.
The atmosphere between them turned somewhat depressing.
“Why didn’t you answer the phone?” Tzuyu asked softly, between his fingers was a burning lit cigarette.
What phone? Mobile phone? Sana took her mobile phone out of her handbag and found out it had already shutdown. “The battery died.”
No battery? So that was why. It seemed as if Tzuyu breathed out in relief. His voice sounded a little tired.
“You better go to bed early.”
“Okay.” Sana replied. She thought for a while, then said in determination: “Tzuyu, I have something to say to you.”
“About what?”
Sana bit her lips and muttered: “I feel that we don’t behave like a married couple, we……”
“Really?” Tzuyu asked derisively, “How should a married couple act? In this regard, you have a lot more experience than me.”
There was no reply for a long time, so Tzuyu put out the cigarette and turned around. Sana with her hand holding a shopping bag stood a few meters away. She pursed up her lips tightly and her complexion was pale.
“I bought you a windbreaker.” Sana said softly, while staring at the floor, “But I used your card to pay for it. Do you want to try it on?”
Suddenly, the stab of pain in Tzuyu’s heart, made him unconsciously clenched his fist.
In these years, all he had dreamed of was that one day Sana was able to stand in front of him again. He could touch her if he just held out his arm. Where this was no longer an illusion. She was really standing in front of him now, so what more could he still want?
“You……” Tzuyu’s voice softened. There, there was a pause. His face was pale when he stared at her hair.
Unable to ignore his intense gaze, Sana looked up. Was he looking at her hair?
“……I just cut my hair.”
“I have eyes, I can see.” His tone stiff and his eyes still. He finally turned away.
Tzuyu quickly lit another cigarette. A long time passed before he said with an extremely repressed voice: “Go to bed.”
“But……”
“Don’t talk to me right now.” He rudely interrupted her.
Although she was tired from shopping, Sana could not sleep. She lay in bed listening to Tzuyu’s footsteps from the balcony to the study. After a long time, he walked from the study to the guest room. Then, the sound of a door closing. Finally, everything was quiet.
Sana did not know when she fell asleep.
The next morning when she woke up, her throat felt itchy, very uncomfortable. Her years of experience told her she probably has a cold.
Tzuyu had already left the house. Sana found and took some medicine. She hastily ate lunch but she still felt uncomfortable so she went to sleep.
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Romans"Later, I finally know how to love. Unfortunately, you were long gone and disappeared into the sea of people" A young love leads to a lifetime of entanglements. Sana Minatozaki is a university student with a sunny disposition. The bright and cheerfu...
