Eternal Replay: A Love Rekindled

Chapter Eleven

"Brother Corey?" Nicholas's puzzled voice rang in Corey's ear. He had already stopped beside Corey and reached around to press the elevator's open - door button to prevent the elevator door from closing and pinching Corey.

This action was like he was putting his arm around Corey. He suddenly got close, and the tip of his nose almost touched the side of Corey's face. The air from his words brushed against Corey's ear, making a slightly tingly feeling.

Corey immediately came to his senses. He squeezed out from the gap between Nicholas's body and the iron wall of the elevator, sidestepped past Nicholas, and bent down to open his own door, saying in a dull tone, "Yeah, long time no see."

Back then, when he first saw Nicholas, he had a similar ambivalent feeling. On one hand, there was the joy of seeing him again, and on the other hand, there was resentment. Naturally, he couldn't be too enthusiastic towards Nicholas.

Moreover, at this moment, Corey never expected that Nicholas would appear at his home. Now, should he invite him in or not?

Hearing the sound of the door opening, Corey's mother put down the book she was reading, got up, and walked to the door, just bumping into Corey who was opening the door wide.

"Eh, why are you back so early?" Corey's mother pulled Corey into the house while stretching her head to look at Nicholas and said with a smile, "I knew Nicholas hadn't left yet. As soon as the door closed, you opened it again. Nicholas just said he was going to look for you."

She turned to look at Corey when she said the last sentence.

Well, now there was no need for Corey to be**. His mother had already pulled Nicholas into the house.

However, thinking about what she just said, things seemed to be in order. According to what happened in his previous life, he was still in the Karaoke bar at this time. Nicholas came to his house, asked about his whereabouts, and then took a car to find him. After some delays, it was almost that time. Everything was still following the original development line.

The reason why he was feeling unexpected emotions now was that he had disrupted the order of things' development.

Actually, Corey had thought about the possibility that Nicholas was also reborn before. After all, the two of them died in the disaster together. There was no reason why he was the only one so lucky.

But no matter what doubts he had before, they were all dispelled now. Given Nicholas's psycho - like temper later, how could he follow the original path step by step? Otherwise, he would have started some inappropriate actions right at the elevator door.

Corey took off his coat and hung it up. Then, he secretly glanced at Nicholas, who was sitting on the sofa with his mother, and continued his previous thoughts. Moreover, Nicholas now looked like a well-behaved boy, which was completely different from his adult self.

Once he thought it through, his original worries disappeared. Corey let out a sigh of relief from the bottom of his heart and felt much more relaxed. After all, a little psycho was much easier to deal with than a big one.

"Corey, where are you going?"

Corey's mother's words stopped Corey, who was quietly going back to his room.

Corey dawdled around, not looking at Nicholas. "I'm going back to my room to sleep."

"Sleep? It's hard for Nicholas to come back. And you want to sleep? Do it later." Corey's mother gave a firm order. "Come and sit here."

Corey took a look over there and happened to see Nicholas looking at him eagerly, looking rather pitiful.

He had no choice but to walk over slowly and sit half a meter away from Nicholas, with an obvious cold attitude.

" You two have a chat," Corey's mother stood up and subtly pushed Corey. "I'll go wash some fruit for you."

"Let me go." Corey stood up too, but was pushed back with a slap on the back by his mother and almost fell into the sofa.

"Usually you're so lazy, but now you're being diligent? Sit back." Corey's mother glared at him. She saw Corey's little thoughts but just thought he was having a feud with Nicholas. She didn't know the real reason that was making Corey feel so uncomfortable, not to mention the discomfort of being alone with Nicholas.

Solve problems when there are problems. Escaping is of no use at all. This was Corey's mother's view.

"Brother Corey, are you angry with me?" Nicholas moved closer to Corey and asked in a low voice.

Corey, who had just experienced Nicholas's psycho mode, was really not used to Nicholas being so cautious.

Corey slightly turned his head halfway towards him, thought for a while, and said, "It's okay. I'm not angry anymore." He paused, and his scheming side emerged. He tried to lead Nicholas's thinking astray. "I'm really not angry. We're not related, right? We should look forward to the future. I understand you."

But after saying it, he felt a bit strange. Why did it sound so much like sarcastic remarks when lovers quarrel?

To make his words more convincing, Corey turned a little more towards Nicholas, facing him completely. Using his full-fledged acting skills, he looked sincere and spoke movingly, hoping to brainwash little Nicholas through the guidance of his words.

"I'm living a good life now. You should study hard in the future and get into a good university. Let me tell you, university is fascinating. There are so many pretty girls and handsome boys. A face like mine," Corey pointed to his handsome face, which was a bonus in itself, and lied without batting an eyelid. "A face like mine is just ordinary in university. With their knowledge and cultural qualities, those boys and girls are amazing!"

Nicholas stared at Corey in confusion and asked, "Really?"

Of course, it was false.

Corey kept a straight face and continued to deceive. "Of course it's true. When have I ever lied to you?"

"That's true," Nicholas nodded, looking obedient and well-behaved. "I'll remember that."

He was actually so easy to educate. Corey couldn't help but feel a bit regretful. If he hadn't been so eager and lust - driven to sleep with Nicholas in his previous life and had a heart-to-heart talk with him all night, maybe Nicholas, the crooked seedling, could have been straightened out?

Alas, indeed, "lust is a knife above one's head." The old saying still makes sense.

Corey's mother came out of the kitchen with fruit. She asked Nicholas, "Nicholas, why did you move so hurriedly before? Where are you living now?"

Nicholas took the fruit from her hand and replied, "I moved back to my dad's place. Now I'm in City A."

"City A?" Corey's mother immediately said, "Corey is studying in City A. Why didn't you contact him? He misses you."

Even though his mother had exposed his little thoughts from seven or eight years ago, Corey still couldn't help blushing on the spot. "Mom, don't talk nonsense!"

"I lost my phone when I left before. I couldn't find the phone numbers here." Nicholas explained.

Corey silently spat in his heart at Nicholas.

What a load of bullshit. Losing a phone was no excuse. It wasn't hard to find someone if you really wanted to. It just depended on whether you were willing to.

As he was secretly complaining, he listened to Corey's mother talking to Nicholas and sat beside them, munching on fruits like a little hamster.

The fruits were fragrant and crunchy in his mouth.

He didn't notice at all that the look in Nicholas's eyes, as they fell on him, changed again and again. Deep in his eyes, there was a dark emotion, all because of his reflection in the pupils.

Nicholas never expected that after experiencing an accidental death, he would return to the year when he was seventeen. He originally didn't want to waste his first night with Corey, so he planned to repeat that night according to the original pace.

Of course, if he had a second chance, he would never be so clumsy and let Corey take the initiative. He would definitely have Corey all to himself thoroughly.

However, even Nicholas didn't expect that things would suddenly get out of control and turn into a completely different plot. In the two days since his rebirth, he had carefully compared the present with the past. There was no difference on the Leon family's side. Everything was going in the direction he had originally expected.

He thought that things in City J would be the same. Corey would still be the same Corey.

But now, it was clear that Corey wasn't the original Corey.

Nicholas pinched a clementine, peeled it, and handed it to Corey. Watching Corey take it without hesitation and put it in his mouth to eat in one bite, a faint smile appeared on his lips.

Or perhaps, Corey was still the same Corey after all?

"How long will you stay this time?" Corey's mother asked Nicholas. Then, she grabbed a new orange that Corey had just received and handed it back to Nicholas's hand. "Let him peel it himself. He's not without hands."

Corey felt wronged. "I didn't ask him to peel it for me."

The little psycho was now bent on being good. He couldn't stop him, could he? Then what kind of person would he be? Was he the kind of person who couldn't stand others being nice?

Nicholas held the orange in his hand and replied, "I have a flight tomorrow afternoon. There are still some things to deal with at home."

"Did they sign you up for a winter vacation cram school?" Corey's mother, with a simple mind, chuckled. "Corey didn't want to go before. Look, his grades are still okay, and he got into a well - known national university. I think you don't have to push too hard."

"Winter vacation cram school?" Corey leaned forward to look at Nicholas, not believing it at all.

"Yeah, a winter vacation cram school." Nicholas nodded affirmatively. He wasn't really lying. Every day in the Leon family was like being in a cram school, just with different contents. There was neither liberal arts, history, philosophy, nor mathematics, physics, and chemistry.

After saying that, when Corey's mother wasn't paying attention, he stuffed the orange back into Corey's hand.

"Good, good," Corey took a big bite of the orange and then patted Nicholas on the shoulder. "I'm relieved to know that you have a bright future."

"Ah, by the way, Nicholas, you can stay here tonight," Corey's mother suddenly remembered this. Her words were final. "Auntie hasn't tidied up the guest room, but the quilts in Corey's room are newly sunned and clean. It'll be warmer if you two sleep together, right?"

Corey had just opened a bottle of children's milk for himself. At the moment, he felt a bit embarrassed. He subtly tried to decline. "I don't sleep well. I might disturb Nicholas's rest later."

"It's no secret that you don't sleep well. Everyone knows that. And it's not like you two haven't slept together before." Corey's mother brushed aside her son's opinion and looked at Nicholas with a smile. "As long as Nicholas doesn't mind."

The words "not like you two haven't slept together before" hit Corey right in the heart. Just as he was racking his brains to think of an excuse to decline, Nicholas spoke up.

"I don't mind," Nicholas looked at Corey's mother, his eyes sincere and heartfelt. "Thank you, auntie."