Ashton gently made a “SHH” gesture, with eyes fell on Elsa.
Vivian followed his sight, and found Elsa was sleeping quietly, with her loose small vest up to the shoulders, showing scarred blisters on the back. Ashton grabbed her small hands moving in her sleep, shaking the fan.
The censure in Vivian was stopped.
The blisters began to get scabs on Elsa’s back these days, she could not help but grab it. Ashton fanned her to relieve the itching these days. No wonder there were faint black circles under his eyes at dinner tonight.
Vivian was touched. An inexplicable emotion spread in her chest until the man held her from behind.
“What, are you moved?” Ashton whispered in her ear.
Vivian broke free from his bosom, said lightly, “Don’t flatter yourself. Even if you shake off your hand, I won’t be moved.”
Being freed by her, Ashton looked at her back and smiled, still remembering the hug in his mind. He smiled silently and said to himself, “Vivian, you are moved.”
The second day early in the morning, there was roaring rain outside. When Vivian woke up, she did not found Ashton. There was a feeling of loss in her heart. He indeed cannot overcome difficulties and retreat.
Ashton, you didn’t really love me as much as you imagined, right?
Outside the window, the rain was clattering. Vivian went to the window, looking through the rain curtain and fell downstairs on a small forest.
The forest had been there before she moved in, and she had circled a small plot of land in front of her house with some small vegetables and a peach tree she had brought from A city.
There was a busy figure by the peach tree, who was building a shelter for the tree with a ladder and a plastic sheeting.
Vivian tightened her heart, he still remember?
When they were still in love stage in university, Vivian often looked forward to the future life, “In the future I want to plant a large peach tree in front of and behind the house, when the flowers blossom, it must be particularly beautiful.”
Since he remembered, why did he waste so many years?
Vivian’s eyes became cold, she walked into Elsa’s bedroom angrily.
The door of the living room sounded. Someone came in. Vivian was ready to wake up Elsa to get injection, then she put clothes on Elsa as usual.
“It’s raining so heavily. I’ll take you there.” Ashton said, seeing Vivian holding Elsa.
Vivian, “No need, I will take a taxi.”
Ashton stopped her, dripping all over, and insisted, “The rain is too heavy. Before you get off the car. you will be soaked through. Elsa is still sick. She will get a fewer if she was wet.”
Vivian obediently followed Ashton after hearing that.
Against the strong wind and rain, Ashton sent them to the hospital. Ashton’s clothes were all wet. Looking at Ashton, Vivian felt sorry and said, “Go back to change clothes.
Ashton’s eyes brightened and the hard lines softened. He smiled and said, “It doesn’t matter. You haven’t eaten yet. I will buy food for you.”
Vivian suddenly was angry, “I let you go change clothes, don’t you understand? Is it interesting that you put on such a show in front of me, Ashton?”
Ashton’s smile stiffened. This time, without contradicting or forcing a smile, he turned and went out in silence.
Vivian calmed down from anger. Looking at the ground with water mark, she did not speak a word.
It was late when she got out of the hospital with Elsa. Vivian put the sleeping Elsa on the bed, kissed her little cheek, and fell asleep with all kinds of thoughts.
The following day Ashton did not come.
On the third day, Ashton still did not come.
On the fourth day, Vivian finally could not sit still, for the first time she took the key that Ashton gave her to open the door of the villa next door.
The room was dark, after a long time to Vivian touched the bedroom light switch and turned it on.
Ashton was sleeping on the bed, with his head buried in the quilt. And he was wearing the clothes that got wet a few days ago.
Vivian went over and whispered to him, “Ashton.”
Ashton did not move.
Vivian lifted a corner of the quilt, and found Ashton flushed. He was ill.
She pressed her hand hastily to his forehead, it was so hot!
Did this guy had a fever after he got home. And had he had a fewer for three days?
She quickly shook Ashton’s arm, “Wake up.”
Ashton remained motionless, holding something tightly in his arms.
Vivian took a look, and she had tears in eyes.
In his arms he held the from the yard, the green leaves already languid with the heat of his body, and he clung to them as if trying to hold on to their lost memories.
Ashton held the peach twigs tighter, muttered. Vivian got close to him and heard this man kept repeating a sentence, “Vivian, I want to take you home…”