Love After a Steamy Affair

Chapter 312: Perhaps It Has the Taste of the Past

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Every day after school, she would come see the sapling as soon as possible. She would carefully water it, afraid that it would die if she watered too much or too little. She had always been very careful.

And under her meticulous care, the tree survived and grew better day by day. In the end, it grew to the thickness of a wrist.

On her eighteenth birthday, she and John carved their names on the tree. John even added the words ‘Together Forever’ at the bottom.

Back then, they had truly thought they would be together forever – they would get married, have children, work, wash clothes, and cook together. And when she turned sixty, he would still dote on and spoil her.

When she left abroad, she thought the tree would die since she wasn’t around to take care of it anymore. She didn’t expect the tree to still be alive and full of vitality.

She took a few steps forward and saw that the row of words carved on the thick tree was still there. Serenity thought they would have faded over time.

A man’s clear and hoarse voice

place was their

lowered her eyes, her long black eyelashes covering her

to see the pomegranate tree, nor did he miss the

stood next to her. He looked at the tree full of fruits. “In the three years after you

residence, she was the only one who liked to eat pomegranates. Moreover, this particular flavor of pomegranates was

Serenity remained silent.

downwards and handed them to her. She looked at the big red pomegranates in his hand and pursed her

John stuffed them into

a little blurry. She clenched the things

John’s eyes dimmed. He turned to look at the pomegranate tree that was dyed orange by the

raised his hand and caressed the tree trunk, stroking the names carved in perpetuity. The words on the tree trunk did not become blurry with the passage of time.

past three years, every time it was her birthday, he would come here to engrave the words

time he did, he would say in his heart, ‘Serene, wait

the bluestone path and returned to the living room.