Chapter 206: Chapter 206: Do You Like It?
Attraction?
Is he attracted to Hannah Winter?
Perhaps he doesn’t even know himself. It’s just that when a person is on the brink of death, having seen the cold indifference and mockery of the world, they suddenly start longing for the scarce warmth they once knew.
In his world, everyone is deceitful, except for Hannah Winter.
But... is it attraction?
Upon seeing that the man does not respond for a long time, Hannah doesn’t probe further. She probably already has an answer in her heart, "If there’s nothing else, I will go first."
She merely mentioned it out of politeness, and she turned around and left immediately as her words fell.
Around the corner, a man could not hear the conversation between Hannah and Jackie Qualls, but he had his own considerations. He was already unhappy with Hannah, and now his disdain for her grew even more.
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By the time Jackie Qualls came to his senses, he only had time to see the girl’s retreating figure.
Her silhouette was slender and delicate. That skin of hers, fair as snow, gave people a sense of unreality, as if it would turn into a wisp of smoke and disappear under the light and shadow at any moment.
People once lost and then regained always feel unreal.
Often, Jackie Qualls wondered whether this was all just a dream.
Upon awakening, he was still that destitute man waiting for decomposition and decay in his rented room.
This sense of emptiness only lessened when he saw Hannah.
But his emotions for Hannah...
The man shook his head, a profound sense of desolation in his heart.
All he wanted to do was to protect Hannah from repeating past mistakes. In this game of love, they were both victims. They were the same, weren’t they?
The man clenched his fists, the knuckles pale. His eyes carried a deep understanding.
When he looked up again, his former gentle calm had returned.
Tiffany Lynch knew that Jackie wouldn’t leave immediately after recording. Through conversations with her caring colleagues, Joan King, she discovered where Jackie was.
She rushed over and bumped into him.
Even though they had been in contact all these years, they hadn’t seen each other often. Suddenly bumping into him, smelling the fresh scent coming from him, Tiffany blushed a little, "Jackie, long time no see."
In her ears were the soft breaths of the woman, her almond eyes filled with emotion, seemingly revealing an unsaid love.
The man was momentarily startled, then appeared to reminisce.
In the past, what he loved the most was to see Tiffany’s soft, tender eyes and her naturally aloof elegance. Just a single encounter in his youth had left him unable to forget her for over a decade.
Thinking about it now, it seems that memories can be deceiving.
Because people who exist only in memories and are difficult to meet can be endlessly beautified by those same memories. They can be crowned with all the most beautiful words in this world, making him willingly submit to them.
In the end, he loved her.
Seeing a flash of tenderness in the man’s eyes, Tiffany finally felt a bit relieved.
At least Jackie didn’t feel nothing for her.
Thinking this way, her voice softened even more, "Jackie, what’s wrong? Have you not rested well?"
There was an imperceptible dark circle under the man’s eyes. When he heard her question, he came back to his senses. The tenderness in his eyes disappeared, replaced by a vaguely distant and indifferent expression, "It’s time for a break now. You should go rest."
Sensing the subtle change in the man, Tiffany Lynch felt a bit conflicted.
While she always had confidence in herself, she also felt a sense of insecurity, especially after witnessing Jackie’s interactions with Hannah on stage just now...
