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"Didn't you miss that for so long? So, babe, you happy now?" Brad's voice was deep and magnetic, oozing that irresistible charm.
I thought, 'Yeah, I'm happy.'
"But it's your birthday; why pick today for all this?" I said, playing it up a bit, even though I knew he planned everything. I just wanted to hear him say it.
It's like a girl thing, right? Knowing you're loved but still wanting to hear it, just to feel a bit prouder. Then, acting all troubled, you tell your friends, but really, you're just showing off.
This was Brad's birthday, so it should be all about him. How could I let my own wants steal the spotlight?
Brad kissed the top of my head with a smile. "I belong to you, babe. My birthday should be about you too. As long as you're happy, I'll do anything."
I felt tears welling up and blinked them away.
On such a happy day, I couldn't cry.
"But." I sniffled and snuggled closer, resting my head on his chest, wrapping my arms around his strong, narrow waist, my palms pressed against his back, ignoring the teasing whistles around us. "But Brad, how did you know, and how did you pull it off?"
Brad rubbed the back of my neck, ignoring everyone else, and pressed his forehead against mine. "If I don't know what my girl wants, how can I be your future husband? As for how I did it, it wasn't hard. I have three students from the Northern Institute of the Arts, two guys and a girl. One of them comes from a family that runs a barbecue business, with several well-known branches. Influenced by his parents, his barbecue skills are top-notch. When I told him about it, he agreed immediately."
Brad glanced at the dozens of people in the yard and asked, "How does it compare to what you had in mind?"
I thought, 'How does it compare? It's ten times better than I imagined. I love it.'
Before I could respond, Rachel bounced over like a bunny and dragged me away. "Jane, come help me set up the drinks. They also brought a lot of alcohol; some of it is said to be very strong. A few people are eager to try it."
Wasn't my job just to keep Brad company? Why was I being pulled to work?
Brad tapped my nose and let Rachel take me away. He must have noticed how much I wanted to hang out with my classmates.
Rachel and I excitedly joined the busy crowd, unpacking boxes of juice and setting them on long tables, washing trays to hold the grilled food. We dashed about, our busyness infused with joy.
Half an hour passed before I remembered Brad and looked around for him. I saw him standing in the same spot, with Daniel beside him, both holding cigarettes and chatting.
The vibe wasn't super close, but it was chill and peaceful. The previous tension and animosity between them had faded with time. Two equally outstanding guys standing together was really a sight to see.
Rachel sneaked over, took out her phone, and snapped several photos, proudly showing off. "Daniel is so handsome, right?"
I smiled faintly, my gaze on Brad.
I thought, 'Daniel is indeed handsome, but no one compares to my Brad.'
Ever since Brad entered my heart, no matter how outstanding other guys might be, none could capture my attention. There were many men in the world, many of them excellent, but I only loved Brad.
Feeling the vibe, I whipped out my phone and snapped a few pics of Brad.
Brad noticed and looked over, his eyes filled with that sweet, intoxicating affection, like honey wine.
I suddenly wanted to throw myself into his arms and kiss his eyes. But with so many people around, I felt too embarrassed and had to wait until we got back, enduring the anticipation.
[World's most handsome, my heart's true love.] I sent these words with the photos to Brad and then raised my phone to show him.
Brad put out his cigarette, took out his phone, and stared at the screen for a bit, his smile making me swoon. Then he quickly sent me a message.
I opened it.
Brad: [Baby, you have a good taste. I'll reward you tonight.]
I thought, 'How will he reward me? Probably something similar to what I just thought. Maybe tonight, he'll kiss me enough.'
He always had this way of making my heart race. My cheeks flushed unknowingly, and I shyly glanced at Brad, who blew me a kiss from afar.
My face turned even redder. I stomped my foot lightly and turned halfway, embarrassed by his public display of affection.
Brad, sensing my embarrassment, laughed in that husky way of his. His pleasant voice caused a few nearby girls to clutch their hearts and quickly walk away.
Daniel shamelessly tilted his head to peek, then turned away with a disdainful snort, making me want to slap him.
Brad ignored him, typing something on his phone, then raised an eyebrow, signaling me to check my phone.
I unlocked my phone and saw a message at the top of our chat.
Brad: [Jane, my love, forever.]
Attached was a photo I'd never seen before, with the Northern Institute of the Arts in the background. I was wearing a white down jacket, a bright red scarf around my neck, and matching gloves. I was holding a handful of snow.
Such an old-fashioned love note! But the photo...
I suddenly recalled the Christmas of my sophomore year; upon waking, the outside world was blanketed in a vast expanse of silver white.
I had an almost crazy love for snow. I was about to jump out of bed to admire the snowy scene when my phone rang.
The message was from Brad, as if he had installed a camera in my room, predicting my every move.
Brad: [Put on your clothes before getting out of bed; don't catch a cold. The snow is thick; be good, and I'll take you for a snowball fight.]
This photo must have been taken by Brad during that snowball fight. I hadn't seen the photo before, but I remembered the scene.
That snowball fight was particularly fun. Matthew, Benjamin, Mia, and Isabella were all there. Brad and I, with our advanced tactics and perfect teamwork, were the ultimate winners. Mia and Benjamin, too busy being romantic, lost badly and had to take care of dinner.
Years had flown by. I hadn't seen Matthew in a long time. Isabella found her happiness. Looking back, it was genuinely lamentable that Benjamin and Mia, once the envy of the entire school, couldn't make it to the end.
Fortunately, Brad and I were falling more deeply in love with each passing day. I believe that through our mutual efforts, our future together would be filled with happiness and love.
I thought, 'However, in such a happy setting, why do I always feel uneasy? That feeling of something missing is back, stronger than when I was at Crystal House.'
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