Dream Lovers: Collection of Imaginative Romance Stories

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to make such a request, Lau

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hang up the phone. The ringtone k

worsened. I curled up

typed: [Laurant, you'

ge out, and my e

should go on being cruel. Why had he left m

get close to him, h

spair, the ringtone of the

y. But when I was about to

upright on the sofa. I tidied up my mess

lding my breath, I felt my hear

he screen seem

countless fragments. He was sitting quietly in the fragmented shadows

. The moonlight shone on his thin eyelids a

why am I a

appy to see such

s moment, I cou

in in a daze, I felt dizzy. My voice tr

sitting in a wheelchair. He looked

ber. It's been

the one sitting in a wheelchair

in my chest, making my

my face in a hurry. Drops of

s wr

ould love a disabled person?" I

disabled person he was

rant sighed softly and said, "Y

that you would cr

d that I could

ievously. "If you still don

hang up. I calmed down and turned th

istance from my phone, my eyes still

"It's been so many years

my heart. Why did he hide everything from me

h having a crush o

t ill

d smiled. "You've beco

I was about to retort, I caught a glimp

e. Laurant was sitting with his back to the window. His hands on both sides

inner tha

that my heart

n to talk, my words carried a sting. "Without me c

ch, Laurant was too ind

should have thought that he would

nd nodded gently, saying, "Yes, it's

hat he really couldn't live without me,

insisted on staying with him at that tim

ura

liste

eyes became redder. "What shall

t I couldn't touch him. I

im, hug him, and

of miles. No matter how long the journey was,

each other across t

e lowered his eyelids an

ell down. "Why didn't you reply to my l

the letter, I replied

y. He had replied? Why

e was patiently teaching me. "Don't say anything stupid again

never talked about life an

those words, they

you from going to a bet

y head stubbornly and said, "Stop le

g but stopped on second thought. He seem

ht shone on the ground. In the lonesome pl

nto my heart and cut it to

see him was bur

a gentle voice, "You were on a long

look back.

hunch that he wou

rant's face became gentle. "Miss Frost, I'm

his name in a pani

take his phone and

the screen. His voice ech

e. Let the past be

the call ended. I felt all my blo

vely with trembling hands. A

him countless mess

f my messages were ston

uld never re

ained person. Once he had made a deci

at the screen that was on and off and c

t he didn't even give me

e end, he dealt with our

ssage that he would never receive: [La

s thousands of times s