I didn’t expect the gathering to be held in such a unique way. The hotel had many guests. When we occasionally bump into some colleagues, we would greet each other and continue enjoying our separate activities.

Felling slightly lazy, I found a seat in the main hall and sat down.

“Is there anyone sitting here?”

I was startled by the voice. I turned to take a look and what greeted my sight was a familiar face, but I could not recall who exactly he was.

He was one meter eighty-five in height with a slender figure and a cool exterior.

Seeing that I was staring at him blankly, he raised his brows and asked, “So is it occupied?”

My senses returned, and I shook my head. “Nope!”

He took a seat beside me while holding a cup of coke.

I could not help myself but took a few glances. It felt weird yet normal at the same time.

He saw me looking and asked, “Do you want one?”

I shook my head in embarrassment and replied, “No, thank you.”

Bright neon lights shone throughout the place. Logically speaking, people would usually drink either a glass of hard liquor or a cocktail in such an environment. As such, I found it weird that the man was drinking coke.

That being said, it was probably normal since the place caters to people of all ages, from kids to adults. Even without such beverages, the place had a lively atmosphere with its neon lighting and upbeat songs.

Live music sounded through the main hall. The main singer stood on stage and was ready to sing a folksong that conveys the yearning of one’s hometown.

so much emotion that I found

man beside me stood up and left, only to return a

I stared at him with a blank

and said, “You’re

his identity. He was the man that stood in front of Grandma’s tombstone. Once again, I fell into

I asked, “Have we met

raised his brows and questioned, “Do you know

shook

we don’t know

taken aback by his casual response, so I thought for a moment and asked again, “No, I meant

knowing someone were two

we don’t know each other, it could only mean we

because we don’t know each other

coldness exuding from him was impenetrable, even with

said, “Since we’ve met before, let’s

Stovall!” I put my hand

shook my

Armond Murphy?

did not put much thought into

a swimming pool and a hot spring on

aback and looked down at the hotel’s set of clothes that I was wearing. “I

“Don’t worry. They have swimsuits at

have as much fun

filled with doubts but decided to

stood up, two colleagues passed by,

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