At noon, Ashton called, “Have you taken your lunch?”

It seemed he had placed a lot of attention on the mundane details of my life now. It was quite unusual of him to behave like this.

I lay on the couch and nodded, “Yeah. I’m a little bored because I’m alone at home.”

He chuckled, “Do you want to come and pick me up from work then?”

I froze for a moment and instantly took up his offer, “Okay!”

I could imagine the smile on his face upon knowing how spirited I was.

After a short pause, he said in a serious voice, “Are you not going to ask me if I’ve taken my lunch?”

I was a little tongue-tied at first. “So… have you eaten?”

“Yes. Grilled eggplant. I’ll make this for you tonight.”

Grandma once said, teenagers are often abashed when they’re in love, while those in their mid-twenties would be more romantic and crazier in love. As for people aged thirty and above, love is basically dead.

But I beg to differ. Love after the age of thirty might not be intense or passionate but will subtly reside in our hearts.

The older we get, the more we appreciate such subtlety. And the love we have for our partners would evolve to become an integral part of our lives.

is that we enjoy each other’s companionship, and, God willing, we get to spend the rest

had nothing to do at the Fuller Corporation, I thought I might take my own sweet time

taking a nap in

glance at the watch and realized it was already 8 p.m. I immediately bounced out of bed, checked my phone, and saw a few missed calls Ashton made around

I saw a

Ashton had already come home on his own. Something urgent cropped up, so he went

seeing the blanket on the couch, I could not help but slap my forehead with my palm. What is

the couch and gave him

man

dishes on the

the Imperial Hotel. You want to come?” I could feel the vibration from the phone.

and answered, “Wait for

Summer was not home, I thought I might as well take this opportunity to

clothes, I drove straight to

to be thirty minutes from the villa, but it took me twice as long to reach the destination

had been there several times, the hotel manager knew who I was. He

was Ashton, and the other one was Joe, who was

not seen Joe for a very long time. He now had an overgrown

He sat still on the couch and listened

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