Echoes of Unrequited Love

Chapter 140

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The sound was crisp and clear, ringing with a hint of surprise, like a gentle stream flowing through a mountain valley, pressing steadily against my ear.

I glanced up slightly, and through my blurry vision, I saw a familiar figure dressed in a black and white windbreaker, with a black beanie perched on his head, standing a few steps below, his face lit up with joy as he looked at me.

Our eyes met, and I recognized those lovely eyes. It was Timothy.

I quickly fought back the tears and blurted out, “Why are you here?”

Only then did I realize my voice was quivering with a hint of crying.

Timothy caught on to that as well, and in a few strides, he was in front of me, bending over and asking. “Did you get hurt?”

No way was I going to share my embarrassing mishap with him, so I played along. “Just a bit of ankle pain.”

It wasn’t like the time I twisted my ankle at the mall; the pain was noticeably sharper this time around.

The next second, a warm touch suddenly landed on my foot, and when I looked down, Timothy’s hand was already cradling my delicate ankle.

“It’s a sprain; doesn’t look like the bone’s affected.” He looked serious, gently massaging my ankle, “Come on, piggyback ride to the infirmary.”

After saying that, he shifted his backpack to his front and crouched down before me, all in one smooth motion. I didn’t even have time to think.

I was a few years older than him; there was no way I could let him carry me like that. “It’s alright; it’ll ease off.” 1–downplayed, adding, “Besides, I need to head down the mountain.”

hint of annoyance, “Xaviera, didn’t you check the weather forecast? There’s a change coming,

hadn’t paid attention

you could crash there for the night.” He sighed in resignation. “Anyway, I can’t

him. “It’s not that painful.

own.”

saying this, but a ripping

clear, ringing with a hint of surprise, like a gentle stream flowing through a

in a black and white windbreaker, with a black beanie perched on his head, standing a few steps below, his face lit up with joy as

recognized those lovely eyes. It was Timothy.

tears and blurted out, “Why are

voice was quivering with a hint

was in front

going to share my embarrassing mishap with him, so I played along. “Just

the time I twisted my ankle at the mall; the pain was noticeably sharper this

touch suddenly landed on my foot, and when I looked down, Timothy’s hand was already cradling my delicate

sprain; doesn’t look like the bone’s affected.” He looked serious, gently massaging

saying that, he shifted his backpack to his front and crouched down before me, all in one smooth motion. I

was no way I could let him carry me like that. “It’s alright; it’ll ease off.” I downplayed, adding, “Besides, I need to head

his head slightly, saying with a hint of annoyance, “Xaviera, didn’t you check the weather forecast? There’s a change coming, thick

paid attention to that.

night.” He sighed in resignation. “Anyway, I can’t just leave

for me to lean on him. “It’s not that painful.” His straightforward approach caught me off guard, “I can stand

tried to get up after saying this, but a ripping pain shot through my