Chapter 523
I looked at him, but he had already turned and walked out. I watched his back as he walked away, feeling a bit uncomfortable in my heart. Reynaldoโs room didnโt have much to see, just some things on the desk. I sat down on the chair, flipping through the manโs old books and exercise books. A thick stack of exam papers, each subject scored full marks. Although he was a top student with excellent moral character, after returning to the Humphreyโs house, he had to deliberately conceal his brilliance and become a student that everyone shook their heads at, a failure. I seemed to feel his hardships and sorrows at that time.
The more I learned about Reynaldoโs past, the more my heart ached for him. I was flipping through his notebook when I accidentally found a sketch tucked inside. I curiously picked up the sketch and found, to my surprise, that the sketch was of me. The heartbeat quickened slightly, and a hint of sweetness slowly rose in the heart. I didnโt expect that at the time, Reynaldo secretly drew a sketch of me. Has he had a crush on me since then? But he was really silly. Since he had a crush on me, why was he always so cold to me, making me think he hated me all the time. I put away the sketches and then stayed in Reynaldoโs room for a while before going to find Anton. Anton was leaning against the window, staring blankly outside. The layout of the two rooms was the same, and Antonโs desk was also piled with books. I walked over, about to speak, when he suddenly looked at me and said lightly, โThe sky is completely dark now. The roads outside the suburbs are narrow and winding, visibility is also poor. Letโs just sleep here tonight, and Iโll take you back in the morning.โ
I nodded. He got up again and quickly made the bed by taking out the bedding from the cabinet. โYou can sleep in my room.โ โAnd what about you?โ I asked instinctively. He smiled nonchalantly and said, โI donโt mind, I can sleep anywhere, even on the sofa downstairs.โ I didnโt say anything else either. I was afraid that if I said too much, he would think I wanted to sleep in Reynaldoโs room.
After Anton made the bed, he turned to me and said, โYou look very tired. Iโll go out and buy dinner. You should wash up and go to bed early.โ I nodded and watched him leave. It was very cold on the winter night, and it felt warm after pulling the curtains. I didnโt take a shower, I just washed my face, soaked my feet, and then lay down on the bed. I took out my phone and opened the chat interface with Reynaldo. On the interface, it was still the morning when he sent me the message โWhere does Anton want to take you?โ and then there was no further response. Throughout the whole day, he never sent me any other messages, nor did he give me a call. I didnโt know if he fell asleep in the hospital, didnโt play with his phone, or was angry with me. It was obviously not the first reason. He couldnโt go a whole day without looking at his phone. I sighed softly and sent him a message. โWhat are you doing?โ There was no reply for a long time. I stared at my phone and waited for a few more minutes, but Reynaldoโs reply didnโt come. Instead, I ended up falling asleep waiting. Feeling dizzy and heavy-headed, with a throbbing headache.