He still couldn't forget her—
Even because he deliberately tried to forget, intentionally locking away the name Ariel Morris in some unknown corner of his heart, it instead silently engraved itself deep within him.
A place locked away, never to be replaced or touched by anyone else.
"Knock, knock."—
The sound of someone knocking on the door interrupted his contemplation.
Arlo Seys held a cigarette, regaining his usual cold demeanor, and went to open the door.
As soon as the door opened, Ariel Morris's incredibly innocent face appeared before his eyes, her lips curling into a warm smile that made one feel warmth just by looking at it.
Arlo Seys was momentarily dazed by the familiar smile.
Then he heard Ariel's clear, pleasant voice in his ear—
"Arlo, let's have a midnight snack! I cooked some frozen tangyuan."
Only then did Arlo notice the two bowls in Ariel's hands, filled with steaming hot, plump tangyuan.
