Tenant's Secret Love

Chapter 139: This is my dream

The light from the car ripped a gap in the darkness, and my heart raced down the gap, catching up with the cold wind riding on the moonlight. I felt a little cold!

Finally, I reached the edge of the moat, and I saw Brittany's red Cadillac CTS again. It was still so dazzling, just indulging in the endless darkness, a little lonely.

After walking down the steep slope a little, I saw Brittany sitting on the steps wearing a red down jacket. Her back was to me, and I couldn't see her face for the moment, but I knew she must be lost, otherwise there would be no need for her to come here and endure the raging cold wind.

I walked up to her and sat down next to her. With her sad eyes, I looked at the dark river surface, but no one said a word.

In the silence, I took out my cigarettes from my pocket, but I couldn't find my lighter. Just as I was about to give up, Brittany took out a lighter from her bag, and with a "click" a flame that could fulfill my wish sprang out.

I held my cigarette close to the flame, and the smoke spread through my fingers as if it had been regained.

I took a heavy drag on my cigarette, and then looked at the lighter Brittany was holding...

It was a blue lighter that had lit my cigarettes countless times, but I had never owned it, because Brittany had kept it for me since the beginning of our relationship.

I would never forget what she had told me: she liked lighting my cigarettes and watching me enjoy them.

I almost couldn't hold back in that moment, and fell back into the past... but there was dead silence, and I couldn't say anything, because there was something between us called the passage of time.

...

I finally stubbed out the cigarette in my hand that I hadn't finished smoking, and in order to melt the frozen atmosphere, I smiled and said, "We won't just sit here from the beginning to the end, you will say something to me, right?"

"I don't want to say anything, as long as you just keep me company for a while."

I took my phone out of my pocket and once again found the text message Brittany had sent me. Sure enough, she just said to keep her company, but didn't say anything about chatting.

I nodded, not saying a word, just pretending to be two strangers who had happened to bump into each other. Then I took the opportunity to calm my pounding heart again.

But the night, bewitched by the wind, seemed to have a kind of magic, drawing me back to those youthful days of years ago. So I wandered in those days, but was threatened on all sides by the happiness of the past.

It was only that happiness and threat were clearly two opposing words, but why were they so three-dimensionally compatible in my thinking? It was only after a long time that I understood, because that was the happiness of the past, and all good things become a drug that makes people enjoy the past and poison the present.

I finally couldn't stand it anymore, and asked Brittany next to me, "Have you and Robert had a fight?"

"We always have fights."

"It's normal for two people to have some conflicts when they're together..."

Brittany finally looked up at me and said, 'I know... I want to ask you a question. If your girlfriend wants to work, would you do everything you could to stop her?"

I thought for a moment and replied, 'I wouldn't... But you have to understand, I can't support a girlfriend who doesn't work either. That's an objective reason, and Robert is different!"

"What if you could support her?"

"I don't know, because I haven't reached that level yet. I think from my current situation, and my answer to you may not be accurate."

Brittany fell into a daze and said to me after a long time, "You won't be bound, because you are a man who likes to pursue freedom and is not selfish, so you will definitely let your other half be free."

Brittany's evaluation of me made me stunned. Does she really know me better than I know myself? Not only does she understand the past me, but also the future me who may achieve something.

After another long silence, Brittany seemed to be talking to me and also to herself, saying, "I will definitely start an advertising company and make it the top advertising company in China. This is my dream...and no one can stop me."

I tried to persuade her, saying, "In fact, sometimes compromising for love is also a kind of gain. Being too stubborn, in the end, it is oneself who suffers!"

Brittany looked at me with a complex expression on her face and said, "You know what? If I can't fulfill this dream, I'll feel like my life is completely worthless... Apart from this dream, I really don't know what else I have left!"

I was silent for a long time, but I could feel Brittany's struggle and pain. I just didn't understand why she was so pessimistic. She clearly had a lot, as long as she didn't stay with me. Her parents would surely let her go, given her past with me, and give her the warmth of a family. At the very least, she still had the love from Robert.

In the repeated silence, Brittany skipped over the topic we had just been discussing and asked me, "Do you want to smoke?"

"Yes," I said, taking out a cigarette from the pack.

Meanwhile, Brittany took out the blue lighter again, and in the flickering flame, the smoke once again filled the air...

But before I could enjoy the satisfaction of a cigarette, Brittany already picked up her handbag and said to me before leaving, "Lucas, thank you for coming to keep me company. I feel better now. These days I will prepare for the establishment of the advertising company... Even if no one supports me, I will continue to persevere for this only dream."

"You will definitely succeed," I said, but this was definitely not a polite remark, because Brittany's father is a leader in the advertising industry and owns a 4A-level advertising company in Shanghai. Brittany is his only daughter and he will definitely give her his full support.

However, Brittany's personality is still too strong. If she were to inherit her father's advertising company, it would at least be a lot easier than if she were to struggle on her own. But everyone has their own aspirations. As an ex-boyfriend, I will quietly wish her well and hope that she can realize her dreams and even surpass her father in the advertising industry.

...

After Brittany left, I sat alone by the moat for a while. Brittany and I had become more and more like friends, and even when we met, we didn't talk about the past. So I kind of believed it: the idea that you can still be friends after breaking up. In fact, I didn't reject the idea of being friends, but I also didn't cater to it. I just let things take their natural course, because I didn't want to add unnecessary pain to myself. At least for now, I still couldn't completely sever ties with Brittany. After all, I still owed her a huge sum of 500,000 yuan.

After returning to my place and unlocking the door, I subconsciously looked at the shoe rack, but I didn't see Renee's shoes. Then I looked at the food on the table and saw that it hadn't been touched at all. This made me realize that Renee might have left in a huff.

But I didn't think so, because she could have easily eaten by herself, and there was no need for her to lose her temper with me, after all I'm not her boyfriend.

In my confusion, I took my phone out of my pocket and immediately dialed Renee's number, I wanted to ask her why she left without eating.