His fingers were stiff as he cupped her face, the tip of his nose next to hers, “Andrea Jones, no matter what happens in the future, please believe me – I’ve never changed!”
Neal Williams is still the same Neal Williams.
The one who loved her so much that he never wavered!
Andrea Jones’ heart was being pulled tightly, like a wire tightening inch by inch. She had a strong feeling that a storm was coming, but at this moment, she didn’t dare to ask any more questions. Since he wants her to trust him, then, she will believe!
At this moment, after two years, all she can give him is trust. When I think of the photos Christina Sanchez once showed her of him and Penny Brown, she couldn’t have cared less under the circumstances. All sorts of blows have made her lose all her composure and sanity. Now, she still wants an explanation, but, at this time, all the explanations seem to become unimportant.
This man, the love for himself, from his eyes, she has felt clearly, so that she has no way to doubt.
“In two months, maybe I’ll be back in the States.” Andrea Jones spoke with a half-truth. In fact, to leave here and go back to New York is definitely not an easy task.
Neal Williams was stunned, lifted her face, his gaze deep, suddenly, bent his head and bit her lips. He was really annoyed, the mouth is not light, so Andrea Jones punched him, he did not stop her, just take her lips, lingeringly speak: “I will come to you! Andrea Jones, even if it is tied, I will tie you back to me!”
Two years of letting go, that’s enough!
For him, to the limit. He can’t afford to be generous anymore!
Her eyes were sore and swollen, and she suddenly wanted to cry.
In fact, these two years … she had waited for him! Really waited for it! If he wanted to find himself, it really couldn’t have been easier. However, he never showed up.
At that time, she always thought, maybe, he has forgotten himself; maybe, he has started a new life; maybe … they no more maybe …
Neal Williams was so distressed that he gently coaxed her, “Good girl. … Don’t cry.”
Her tears, easily upset his heart.
She suddenly got up from his shoulder and sat up straight, wiping her eyes while softly begging, “Neal Williams, I’m hungry …”
“I came over all morning today, the lunch on the plane was not good, I didn’t eat a few bites.” She muttered, that soft tone was simply pampering.
Neal Williams’ whole heart softened, her pampering pleasing him, but it hurt to think that she had only eaten a few bites all day.
“I’ll take you to eat.” Neal Williams took his hand and looked down at her ankle with concern again, “Can you walk on your feet? Or should I pack it for you from outside?”
“Can walk, I’m coming along.” Andrea Jones slid off his lap and, for proof, took two more steps. neal Williams’ hand, still holding hers, wouldn’t let go. She hooked his back, too, fondly clasping her fingers together, and looked back at him, “No kidding?”
Neal Williams got up, “If it hurts, tell me earlier. Pass by the pharmacy later and bring back some medicine.”
“Good.”
The two of them came out of the room hand in hand. Just walking side by side in the long corridor of the hotel, with only the two of them in the quiet space, Andrea Jones felt that breathable. Each other’s hands, clasped. Clearly feel the heat of his fingertips, inch by inch into her heart.
Walking out of the hotel, the evening breeze was so refreshing.
Neal Williams suddenly released her hand, and the heat disappeared from her fingertips, causing her to feel a momentary loss. Not daring to look sideways, she just hung her eyes. Her eyes fell on her fingers, watching them hang empty at her side.
Suddenly …
A weight on the shoulders.
A familiar heat accompanied by his breath enveloped over. His blouse, which was draped over his shoulders. Her heart skipped a beat, and she raised her eyes in delight to meet his concerned gaze, “It’s a bit windy, don’t catch a cold.”
Nice and warm … nice and warm …
Andrea Jones couldn’t help but smile softly . The smile is bright, like a clear sunshine in the spring.
Neal Williams was so confused by her smile, “What’s the smile?”
She shook her head, unable to say why. “Just want to laugh. Suddenly feel in a good mood!”
Her goofy look moved Neal Williams to look away. Lifting his hand, he once again clasped her hand into his palm. It seemed so natural, as if, she was his girlfriend. However, Andrea Jones clearly felt his fingertips and himself, the same soft trembling.
The deeper the smile, the more she separated her five fingers and clasped his.
Side glance, can see the corner of his lips raised, so nice, so charming …
What to do?
They both have really become so childish. Just a simple hand-holding is enough to make two laugh like fools.
But …
This is clearly the feeling of being in love! Sure enough, love can make people stupid!
However, even if she is stupid, she is willing to do it!
It’s a strange city, but everything seems so familiar and lovely because of each other, and Andrea Jones thinks she loves it! Loved every inch of it!
For dinner, a simple hot porridge place was picked and Neal Williams and Andrea Jones sat down close to each other.
Andrea Jones ordered a large bowl of lobster congee and asked Neal Williams for his opinion, but he just shook his head and said the same was fine .
Soon, the waiter brought the porridge to the table. Neal Williams was worried about burning Andrea Jones, who was very close to the waiter, so he stood up and reached out to take it. But there were too many people in the store, and a child jumped up next to him and hit Neal Williams hard.
A large bowl full of porridge, turbulent, and instantly overflowed a large half. Scalding porridge, immediately scalded to Neal Williams hands, the moment was scalded red.
Andrea Jones was startled.
“Is everything okay?” She grabbed his arm worriedly, her heart twisted into a ball when she saw the large red patch.
“Sorry uncle!” The child’s mother immediately let apologize as soon as she saw that her child had gotten into trouble.
Neal Williams put the porridge down before saying, “It’s okay.”
Soothing the child, it was only then that he looked back at her. Only to see her little face scrunched up in a worried look. While drawing tissues, she ordered the clerk, “Please prepare a bowl of cold sugar water over here, please be quick!”
That anxious look filled his heart to the brim. In a trance, I remembered that meeting two years ago, at the Fairview Red House. He shielded her in his arms while burning his hand. Why did he protect her like that at that time? Actually, he couldn’t think of a reason. At that moment, just did not want her to get hurt, that’s all.
That time, she taught him the way to make sugar water. He remembered it and engraved her on his heart.
As if she were the one who had been burned, Andrea Jones was more nervous than he was. Pulling out the paper and carefully wiping the red area, while carefully asking, “Does it hurt?”
“Don’t be so nervous, it doesn’t hurt so much.” Actually really like her this look, that worried for him, but, also can not spare anxious.
“Be careful in the future, the porridge is fresh out of the oven, it’s easy to burn your skin.” She didn’t relent at all and was still chattering.
Neal Williams’ eyes were burning, and he really loved that feeling. It turns out that it’s such a blessing to have someone barking at you and ranting in your ear like that.
“I know, don’t worry, I will be very careful in the future.” He hurriedly assured.
But that didn’t ease her knotted heart, and she turned her head to look at the clerk again. Neal Williams reached out and held her back.
“Sit still and don’t move!”
Fortunately, the burned only himself, if it was her, he could not guarantee that he would really get angry.
Andrea Jones just had to sit there and wait for the clerk to bring the sugar water over, and she grabbed his hand and dipped it in the sugar water. Teasing the sugar water, she brushed it over her arm. The movement was gentle, as if she was afraid of hurting him.
Neal Williams looked at her focused side and where could he feel the pain again?
The taste of happiness has long since filled every corner of the heart.
After finishing the porridge and coming out, the night was getting deeper and deeper. She was still draped in his jacket and her attention was still on his hands.
“Does it really not hurt anymore?” I don’t know how many times I’ve asked this already. Well, some nagging, but … what to do? He really loves to be so naggy!
“Well, it really doesn’t hurt.” He didn’t know how many times he was answering. Yet, still patient and willing.
“Don’t keep asking me, how are your feet?” He was more concerned about her than himself. It was his fault for being too impulsive before and taking her for Penny Brown without getting it right.
“Look, isn’t it nice to bounce around now?” She said, bouncing up and down when she did. Like an immature child on such a street.
However, when my feet hit the ground, I still cringed in pain. Well, walking seems to be okay, but, too strenuous exercise, obviously still a bit difficult to load.
She said nothing, but Neal Williams had seen through it at a glance. Bending over, he crouched beneath her.
“Come up.” Long arms, wrapped around behind him, patted himself on the back.
Looking at that broad back, Andrea Jones’ heart surged. Suddenly uncontrollable remembered the day he left his apartment two years ago, he also carried himself step by step up the stairs like this …
Without hesitation, she obediently pressed herself to his back and wrapped her arms firmly around his neck from behind. That day two years ago, they probably both thought that that kind of intimacy was the last time …
At this moment, two years later, it seems so rare and valuable.
Perhaps Neal Williams also thought of that time, pursed his lips and did not say anything.
“Neal Williams …,” Andrea Jones suddenly called him softly from behind.
“Hmm?” He responded softly.
“How have you been these past two years …?”
“Want to hear the truth?” Neal Williams tilted his face slightly sideways, his cheek almost pressed against her approaching lips.
She nodded her head, “Of course!”
He pursed his lips. The line of sight falls longingly on the city’s sleepless lights, and finally, just simply spits out two words from between his lips, “Not good.”
There was a slight pause and three more words were added, “Very bad.”
The taste of torment day and night, he did not want to suffer for a moment.
Heart, wringing pain.
Every word of what Marshall Johnson said came back to Andrea Jones’ mind. She wrapped her arms around his neck with difficulty, sniffled, and choked out, “I’ve had a bad time, too!”
Neal Williams didn’t say anything, just looked at her sideways. In the afterglow, I could see the corners of her moist eyes.
He closed his eyes and whispered, “I’m sorry.”
Sorry, he should not, so selfishly let her in that strange place for two whole years …
He originally thought that without him, she would live a little more free and comfortable … but, it turns out, no one is better off than anyone …