Chapter 202 He Lost His Nerve

At this height, she couldn’t see Zachary’s face, but she could feel his happiness just from his movements.

Turns out, being with the person you like is such a joyful thing.

Lysander suddenly found herself empathizing with Josiah. After years of patient waiting, he finally experienced the joy of Lysanne changing her mind and confessing her feelings to him. She reckoned he must have been overjoyed too at that moment.

On one hand, there was a life of neither meritorious deeds nor misdemeanors, on the other hand, there was the fulfillment of one’s heart’s desires with ecstatic joy. Given this multiple–choice question, anyone would know what to choose.

After she got home and took a bath, the phone rang.

The call was from Zachary

“Lysander, are you asleep?”

“I just took a bath. I’m getting ready to sleep. What’s up?”

“Can you call me again? I feel like I’m dreaming.”

Call?

Lysander began, “Zachary?”

“Not that. It’s…” His voice trailed off for a long time. “It’s the other word you called me at the hospital entrance today.”

Lysander understood clearly and flashed a smile. “Boyfriend.”

of the phone, his heavy

Lysander woke up at half past six, as per her usual biological

her phone, only to discover that Zachary had sent her a message at over four in the

you wearing today?

had texted that in the middle of the

dress casually, prioritizing comfort.

were left at Josiah’s place. She supposed they had

had bought some new clothes, but not a

chose a rather student–like

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White shirt, dark blue pants.

a second-later, his message’came through: Got it.

was his only reply. Lysander was full of confusion but didn’t pay much attention to it. As usual, she tidied up the room and then read some academic journals, just like how she

at home.

Zachary called. “Lysander, I’m

saw Zachary, she finally

cotton denim jacket, underneath which was a white sweater, and a pair of denim jeans that were almost the

and stuffed another warm thing into her

touch, and a

your hands

you go to Quilton again?”

his head in embarrassment. “They don’t sell

“Thank you.”

to turn red again.

“Stop rubbing.”

hear clearly. “What?”

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