Chapter 4
His tone carried both confusion and frustration.
After all, it was well known that Annabell liked Cody, and his sudden coldness towards me must have been hard for him to accept.
Even when we occasionally fought in the past, it was always me who gave in first.
The class bell rang suddenly, and Lena hurriedly left outside the window.
I shook my head lightly. “I don’t know, and I don’t want to know.”
This time, I no longer wanted to be the “second choice” in his eyes. I didn’t want to entrust my life to someone who didn’t love me.
Because I could never forget what Cody had written in his memo.
He said, “Annabell is like a wind-up mechanical watch, always unchanged. But Lena, she’s cute, lively, and occasionally rebellious. She’s the only one willing to pull me out of this mire.”
‘I thought I had already numbed myself, but when I saw her, my dead heart couldn’t help but start beating again.”
‘Entering a marriage of convenience, spending the rest of my life in a hellish existence. If I could start over, I would definitely escape with you withou
esitation.”
n just a few short sentences, all my years of one-sided devotion turned into a joke.
Cody unexpectedly joined the school basketball team competition.
Our classroom had old-fashioned fans, but the gymnasium had air conditioning.
So, I sat with the others in the audience seats, holding my materials, focusing on my papers.
During the halftime break, he specifically ran over to the stands and paused beside me.
A few sudden screams rang out from around us.
‘An’an, have you bought water yet?”
finally raised my stiff neck and replied sharply, “No.”
Suddenly, a crisp, pleasant voice sounded beside me.
Senior, do you want some water? I just bought it,” Lena said, her cheeks flushed with shyness as she eagerly handed over the bottle.
Cody shook his head and turned to look at me. “Anna, you used to buy me water during PE classes.”
The implication was clear: he wanted me to go get him water from the school store, just like before.
Lena, seeing that she was being ignored, bit her lip in frustration and turned to him, speaking up again, “Senior, maybe she just forgot? After all, she’s
preparing for exams and is quite busy.”
‘Senior, I’ve bought water. You can-”
Thank you for your kindness,” Cody suddenly interrupted coldly, his gaze still fixed on me. “Anna, you know what I like to drink.”
“Others might not know, but you’re the one who’s most familiar with me. Just like before, alright?” By the end, his eyes almost held a hint of pleading.
Lena, already shy, had gathered up all her courage to offer him water in front of everyone. Seeing that she couldn’t get a word in, she could only sadly turn and run away.
I stood up, ignoring Cody’s persistent gaze, and said lightly, “It’s too noisy here. I’m going back to the classroom to do my work.”
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Chapter 4
I knew that he feared anything that was beyond his plans, yet there was a part of him that secretly hoped for something interesting to change in his
life.
In my previous life, he had lived by the rules, interacting with me for over a decade, only to later long for that girl who had skipped class with him.
At first, he might pretend to be indifferent toward her, but in the end, he would always open his heart and fall in love with her.
knew him too well.
For the next few days, I ignored Cody.
ven as his attitude shifted from anger to positively seeking reconciliation, he would pass me notes with little drawings during class, fight for me whenever someone made a casual remark about me, and even bought the music box I once said I liked a long time ago.
le seemed to be doing everything he had never done before.
ut all I felt was annoyance.
ur relationship finally exploded after the test results were announced.
ody scored three points higher than me and came in first.
ur names appeared side by side on the score sheet.
he classmates who loved to tease started saying we were a perfect match, that we were made for each other.
1 the past, Cody would always remain indifferent and noncommittal.
nd I would shyly lower my head and share milk candies with those teasing classmates.
Lucia Morh is a passionate storyteller who brings emotions to life through her words. When she’s not writing, she finds peace nurturing her garden.