The first snowfall of the year in Boston was when Damian and Alma first met. The night sky is as inky as ink. Alma sat in a chair in the Harvard corridor and curled up. "Put on your garments to be warm." Alma had a stylish leather jacket that was worn out. Their gazes locked. Alma had experienced the feeling of falling in love with someone for the first time. The two key individuals were merely asked. He is only a humble man who can only leave those who view Alma in a state of astonished awe. Alma is a phoenix spreading its wings in the sky. One of Damian's greatest pleasures as a child was getting to know Alma. Damian Scott's phoenix, she was his queen. Only one individual could do him for her, offered to stand by her side as a bodyguard.
Chapter 1 Boston
The weather in Boston is quite comfortable these days. It's about twenty degrees every day. This time of year is Alma's favorite time of the year. Recently, she is preparing documents to return to the UK, just waiting for her master's degree to be sent back. It was really fast, Alma came here when she was eighteen years old, now it is seven years later.
The weather is comfortable, so now Alma is only wearing a crop top, a pair of shorts and a thin chiffon shirt. She tied her hair in a ponytail to look very active. Today she returned home from a short trip. She will be back in the UK in a few days, so Alma wants to go around Massachusetts. Came back today to clean things up. She had already given this task to Damian before she left. This person also wants to go back to England with her but doesn't know if he can clean up any more.
She and Damian have known each other for three years. On her twenty-two birthday, she met her boy.
In the past, there was always a story in the business school about a valedictorian named Damian Scott. This person heard the name but did not see the person. Everyone knows that's the name of the valedictorian, succeeding in surpassing Alma Smith in his sophomore year, few people know his face. Because this person lives too secretively. Unlike Alma, wherever she went, someone would follow her and say 'she's that runner-up'.
The day Alma met Damian was a snowy day in January. At that time, it was cold to death, and Alma had menstrual cramps. At that time, her master's thesis tortured her to stay at school until late at night. When we returned, it was snowing. Nearby there was also a guy in a shirt standing against the wall in a dark corner, his mouth still moving, one hand raised, probably calling. Late at night still wearing a white shirt, Alma thought it was a ghost, not a person.
She sat hunched over in her chair, boredly looking out, clutching her stomach with both hands. The phone had no battery left, so she couldn't call someone to take it home. The other man slowly walked over, the student ID card around his neck swinging back and forth. Alma glanced over, staring at the red student ID card.
Name: Damian Scott
Specialization: Business
Alma quickly returned her gaze to the man's beautiful face. Those deep blue eyes that few people have, yet belong to this Scott. Alma's eyes rolled around, it turned out that the valedictorian cum person who had been riding her neck for years was this guy. But if she was still here right now, she would probably be doing a master's thesis like her.
Alma was busy thinking when Damian had already walked up to her.
A shadow fell over Alma's head, causing her to raise her eyes.
Wow really high.
''Are you also doing your master's thesis? Take this shirt to avoid the cold."
Really low voice.
As soon as Alma thought about it, a leather jacket, lined with fur inside, was thrown on her. Alma glanced at the shirt, thinking that this person's aesthetic eyes were poor, but thanked him for a moment and then put it on her body. She sneaked a glance at the person next to her. Under this weather, he only wore a shirt and a sweater. But there's something very nice looking.
They were silent, one leaning against the wall, the other sitting on a chair. Not much warm, but at least still better than before. Alma struggled for several minutes, finally opening her mouth.
"Hey, do you have a way to go home?"
Alma's voice seems hoarse, rather low, so Damian had to lower his head. A few strands of his hair covered the top of Alma's head. For a second, her heart skipped a beat.
''What did you say?''
''Do you have any way to go home? Can I come with you?"
Damian ah, he straightened up. Only now did he see the girl clearly. Not ashamed to be the beauty of the faculty, very beautiful.
''I called you, wait a minute, it will come soon.''
Alma thanked him in a low voice.
''Are you British?''
Alma raised her head to look at Damian.
''YES.''
That's what it's like to be so wordy, isn't it? Alma thought to herself. Unconsciously, she reached out and touched her face. Isn't her face beautiful already? But without that, Alma Smith was always beautiful.
Alma thought about it, then softly replied to her life.
''Me too. Looks like my countrymen, I'm from the Smith family, Alma Smith.''
Previously, Alma was very proud of her family background. But to outsiders she rarely said it, because she felt annoyed. When people know what her background is, it will be really annoying. People who flatter people are really tired to death. But the future lover must be different.
After hearing that, Damian looked at her and said "oh" once.
''I'm Damian Scott.''
Alma hadn't been to England in all these years, so she couldn't remember any of the families in England. Alma tried to search her memory, but she couldn't remember exactly what Scott's house was like.
Damian glanced at Alma and casually opened his mouth.
''It's just a fallen family, not a noble family.''
Alma hung her head in confusion. She decided not to speak anymore.
That was the first time the two of them met.
Now that Alma remembered, she couldn't help but laugh. This person was so cold at first, then he died coldly. Some time later, Alma frantically pursued Damian. Everyone in the department knows that beauty is infatuated with a guy. Thanks to Alma, Damian's face was admired by everyone.
At first, Damian didn't even have time to escape from Alma. But the rain soaked for a long time, gradually the two also became a couple. Soon it will be three years.
Alma happily dragged her suitcase back to their apartment. She masterfully opened the door of the house, walking quickly to the side of the bed. It's already nine o'clock and this person still hasn't woken up. Alma went to the side of the bed, took off her chiffon shirt jacket, threw her suitcase aside, and crawled under the covers. This person has a habit of turning on the air conditioner and then covering it with a blanket. The temperature in the room now is actually not much less than winter.
Chapter 1 Boston
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Chapter 2 Ready to go home
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Chapter 3 Go home
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Chapter 4 Midnight call
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Chapter 5 Impotent
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Chapter 6 Fainted and locked up
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Chapter 7 Hospital
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Chapter 8 The call
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Chapter 9 Garrick Thomas
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Chapter 10 One month later
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