Chapter 524 Those Who Care Will Understand

There were still a few strands of joy, recognition, relief, and the relaxation of finally speaking out that I couldn't quite understand.

I finally snapped back and said, "Adam, I'm Jane's good friend. Don't joke with me like this."

He snatched the phone from my hand, opened Facebook, added his account as my friend, and then shoved the phone back into my hand.

"Everything I said is true, not a joke. I'm giving you a heads-up today. Adjust your mindset when you go back. Starting tomorrow, I will begin pursuing you. I hope you take it seriously."

I regretted not setting a password on my phone. If I had, Adam wouldn't have been able to add himself to my Facebook so easily.

After saying that, he slung his backpack over his shoulder, smiled at me, and walked away casually.

When he was about ten feet away, he turned back, waved vigorously at me, and said, "You should go back. I'll ask you out for dinner tomorrow."

I do love good food, but this Adam who said he wants to pursue me, please don't directly show my love for food, okay? Give me some dignity.

That day, I returned to the dorm in a daze. I lay on the bed without even taking off my coat, unable to believe that I had just been confessed to by my ex-boyfriend's cousin.

I wanted to call Jane to analyze how to handle this situation.

But Jane had been trying to set me up with Adam for a long time. If she knew about today, she would probably bring Adam directly to my dorm.

So what should I do? How should I handle this?

Run away? No, I was a police officer. Running away went against my professional ethics.

What should I do? What should I do?

I tossed and turned all night without coming up with a good solution, only to find in the morning that I had messed up my hair. I had to skip breakfast to fix it.

Lack of sleep made my face look bad, like I was sick.

To start the day with a full spirit and good appearance, I, who never wore makeup, had to put on some light makeup.

In the morning, I put on my uniform and walked out of the dorm.

I hadn't taken a second step when I was stunned by the person in front of me.

Not far ahead, someone boldly entered my line of sight.

With a slender body, unruly short hair, and eyes full of smiles, he carried a gentleness I had never seen in another man.

He wore a light-colored thick coat, arms crossed as if holding a priceless treasure.

To pursue me just like that, isn't Adam a bit too much?

It was the first time a guy had pursued me, and I suddenly felt very awkward. I didn't even dare to step out the door, my eyes darting around involuntarily.

This must be the shyness girls feel when being pursued by boys.

I couldn't believe that something other girls experienced in high school, I was experiencing for the first time at almost twenty-five.

It was quite embarrassing.

At such a critical moment, I suddenly thought of Ryan.

I had been with Ryan for so many years, and I was sure I liked him. But why had I never felt this kind of shyness with him?

Maybe it was because I wasn't important to him. Ryan never gave me the chance or the right to feel shy, so how could I experience that feeling?

I hesitated, not knowing which leg to move first, standing at the door for a full two minutes without taking a step, my face turning red.

Adam laughed, his eyes like two sparkling little stars.

Adam jogged over to me, grinning, and said, "What's wrong? Are you so happy to see me that you forgot how to walk? Did you stay up all night waiting for me? You're so cute, I'm really happy. Breakfast, your favorite milk and bread, still warm."

No wonder he had been holding his stomach; he was hiding breakfast.

I think I was moved by him.

For five years, I had always brought breakfast to others. Ryan never said a kind word but accepted it without question.

Today I realized how good it feels to be taken care of. No wonder Ryan never refused.

"How did you know I like this?"

Adam's face lit up, and he said joyfully, "If you care, you'll know."

But I really didn't know when Adam started caring about me, why he cared about me, and what a woman three or four years older than him had that was worth his attention!

"I'm running late. I have to go. Thanks for the breakfast." With a red face, I ran off with the breakfast.

Even after I entered the back door of the police station, I could still feel that burning sensation behind me.

After that, Adam used his actions to show me what it means to be valued.

Until that morning, when I saw a snowman outside my door, I was very touched. I suddenly wanted to ask Adam, "Adam, why are you freezing out here? I've already said I don't want to start a new relationship right now. And besides, the world is so big, even if I were to find a boyfriend, I wouldn't want to pick someone from the Price family again."

Adam shook off the snow, took out a warm cup of porridge from his coat as usual, and smiled, "Whether you agree or not is your business. Whether I pursue you or not is mine. And I'm a person who sees things through to the end. Since I've decided to make you my girlfriend, I won't stop until I succeed."

"But in such cold weather, aren't you afraid of catching a cold?" It was really cold, so cold that I wanted to shiver.

"Then just agree to be with me. Once I have that assurance, I won't have to worry about losing you and won't need to guard you every day, morning and night."

I playfully stomped my feet like a little girl, "If you want to freeze, go ahead. Anyway, I won't agree so easily. I'm running late. I have to go. Bye."

I ran ahead in small steps, with his thick, proud laughter behind me.

"Amelia, your face is red. I heard that blushing is the first sign of falling in love. You're already starting to like me."

I ran slowly through the falling snow, "Nonsense, I don't."

Then I told myself in my heart, Amelia, should you keep holding out? Maybe not all men with the last name Price are the same.

Jane came to see me. She brought a lot of delicious food and sat at my small dorm table, eating with me.
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