Chapter 2
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Braven was excited all the way. When he returned home, he didn't even notice that his father was waiting for him.
He directly sank the massage chair and closed his eyes.
But his mind was in turmoil at that moment. His heart was beating fast, even felt a little difficult to breathe when he thought of Aida's smiling face.
Looking at Braven, Crewe felt confused. His son didn’t ask why his card couldn’t work. Crewe was sitting quietly in his seat. He wondered what Braven was thinking of.
About ten minutes passed and Braven still was sitting there with a big smile on his face.
“I thought you’d forgotten your family!”
Braven was startled by the sudden voice. He sat upright and saw his father staring at him with some curiosity on his face.
He doesn’t like talking with his father because he is serious all the time.
However, it seemed different today. He actually appreciated his father and said with a sly smile on his lips, “Dad, thank you!”
“Thank me for what?”
“Thank you for canceling my credit card. ”
Crewe became worried about his son. His behavior and words were too abnormal.
He must have gotten into trouble again.
“Yes, thank you!”Braven said seriously.
“Sweetheart, are you okay? Don't you scare Grandma? ”Grandma heard the conversation between Crewe and Braven when she came downstairs. She was worried, too.
Braven went up to hold his grandmother, “Grandma, I'm fine. ”
This series of perverse behaviors made Crewe’s heart tremble.
Seeing Braven and Grandma talking and laughing, Crewe sighed, slowly got up, and walked into the study quietly.
In reality, as soon as he entered the study, he hurriedly phoned his secretary, “Caro, please keep a close eye on this Braven in the next few days. Don't let him cause any more trouble. ”
“Yes, Sir. ”
“Restore his credit card right away!”
“Okay. ”
Ever since Braven went to college, he had lived all day long in a muddled, zombie-like manner.
But today, he seemed to feel the blood flowing rapidly in his body for the first time.
The night was extraordinarily quiet. Braven sat by the window, recalling the scene on the subway during the day.
Would she remember him?
In her eyes, what does he look like?
As for the appearance. . . Of course, she is beautiful. But he is also handsome, isn’t it?
He has been confident since childhood. He is rich and absolutely handsome. However, he was in self-doubt now after meeting Aida.
He looked at himself in the mirror with fair skin, blue eyes. . .
More than twenty years, it seems that it is the first time he so seriously scrutinized his face.
Again, he remembered the sweet smile on Aida’s face. He smiled to himself.
Although he hadn't slept for a couple of days, he couldn't fall asleep. Various happy scenes came to mind, such as watching a movie with her, holding hands with her. . .
Early the next morning, he phoned Caro to ask for help. He knew that Caro would help him. He is just like his uncle.
“Caro, good morning!”
“Braven, you’re so early. ”
“I need your help. ”
“Is there anything that keeps you awake?”Caro and Braven's father, Crewes, were almost the same age. He had watched Braven grow up and had long regarded him as his own son.
“Could you help me make inquiries about a person?”
“You won't get into trouble again, right?”Thinking of Crewe's words yesterday, Caro became alert.
“No. Caro, don't worry. '”
“A girl?”
“Yes, she lives at Trindle Road Apt30. ”
“A girl you like?”
Braven suddenly became a little embarrassed and unconsciously scratched the back of his head.
“You grow up!”Caro's tone lightened up.
“But please don't tell my dad. ”
“Got it! Please wait for my news. ”
Aida was planning to go out. Today, she wore a light green floral dress. Her long, fine hair was swept back in a ponytail.
Her destination was the Central Park.
She arrived at the entrance of the park about half an hour later. She chose to go around the fitness track on her right-hand side, following her mother, Susan's instructions.
After walking about four to five hundred meters, at a corner, she met Braven, who was running towards her!
The second time they met, she was more calm and collected, pretending not to notice him and continuing to walk forward.
Braven's legs were not listening to him, and he suddenly stopped.
His mind went blank for a while as if he hadn't realized what had happened.
“Her?!”
It was definitely her!
Braven pinched his arm, “I'm not dreaming, am I?”
Aida deliberately slowed down, as if waiting for him to turn around and follow her.
Braven followed her closely as if he was drugged.
Ten minutes late, Aida stopped by a pavilion. There was a hidden corner near the pavilion where a dozen or so feral cats played around during the day. Trifle was a little kitten she liked best. Granny Chen would come here every day to give them food.
Granny Chen was not nearby, Aida picked up a soft thin willow on the ground, slowly moved towards Trifle, and gently swept its forehead, Trifle lazily opened his eyes, and then closed them again. After a few minutes, observing that Trifle was not hostile to her, she began to gently touch its forehead with her fingers, then scratch its back. She took Trifle onto her lap and gently stroked it.
Braven was surprised at what Aida had done. He has been afraid of cats since he was a child. He had his heart at his mouth, fearing that the cat's sharp claws would suddenly reach out and scratch them.
But that cat seemed mild.
Aida gently stroking the cat. . . He was completely obsessed with her, and really wanted to become the cat that he was most afraid of in this life. . .
Aida raised her head and smiled at him as if she was smiling at an old friend.
Braven was shocked again by the smile on her face. His face burned all of a sudden, and his throat suddenly could not help but dry and itchy, bursting out coughing.
Trifle heard the sudden cough, ran away and disappeared from their sight.
Not far away came an old and grim-faced lady.
"It's Granny Chen. "said Aida in a very low voice.
"who's that?"
She yelled at the top of her voice, “Don't tease it! This cat is wild. It may hurt you. You have to be accountable for your actions!”
Aida smiled at Granny Chen. In fact, she wasn't afraid of Granny Chen at all. Although she always yelled at people, she knew that Granny Chen was warm-hearted, otherwise she wouldn't have come every day to feed these stray cats.
Aida would send cat food over every week, but Granny Chen never spoke to her.
When Granny Chen came, she got up and intended to leave.
“Do you often come here?”Braven took the opportunity to catch up with Aida and asked.
“I come often. ”She did come often.
“Really?”Braven wondered.
He often came here to run in the morning, but he had never met her.
“Do you believe me when I say that I came here especially today because you will also come?”Aida stared straight at Braven and said with a smile.
“. . . I really don't believe it. ”
Aida laughed and did not respond any further, walking towards the park's exit on her own.
Braven hurriedly followed, “In that case, can we be friends?”
“Of course!”Aida said graciously, “May I have your name?”
“Braven. ”
A trace of undetectable disappointment flashed in her eyes, “Braven?”
Aida stared at him almost for half a minute.
Braven stared at her as well.
Time seemed to stand still.
“So...Did you have an old name?"
"An old name?"Brave was confused.
Susan told her that when they were children, they were neighbors. He should had another name.
"I never changed my name," said Braven firmly.
It's Adia's turn to feel confused.
“I'm Aida. ”
“That's a beautiful name. Does it sound familiar to you?”
“Huh?”Braven was puzzled again.
“Whatever. Forget it. I'm going back first. See you later!”
Braven stood there dumbfounded.
“So will we meet again?”
Aida stopped and said calmly, “Maybe. ”
They arrived at the park exit one after the other. Aida hailed a taxi.
She said goodbye to Braven. But her eyes were full of disappointment. Because he was not the boy she had always missed.
“Hey? Could I have your phone number?”Braven's words had not yet been said, the taxi had driven away. . .
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