Chapter 240


    After bowing several times, the apuse gradually subsided.


    As we left the stage, Felix took my hand.


    The moment our fingers touched, I instinctively pulled back. It seemed Felix had anticipated my


    reaction as he immediately tightened his grip, solidifying this act of holding hands.


    Since knowing Felix for 22 years, this was the first time we genuinely held hands. And this happened


    under the watchful eyes of thousands, in a manner where I was reluctant but he was forceful.


    The Luna Lawson from before she turned 18 might have eagerly anticipated such an act of holding


    hands with the dream of her youth. But the Luna Lawson of today only felt resistant.


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    Yet, faced with so many onlookers, I couldn’t just pull my hand away. Doing so would not only damage


    Felix’s dignity but also lead to all sorts of spection from those countless


    eyes.


    I simply epted the situation after finding no way to withdraw my hand.


    It was just a coborative performance. It was pure, open, and honest. There was nothing shameful


    about it, so why avoid him and let people specte?


    Once we were backstage and the curtain had shielded us from the audience’s view, I quickly withdrew


    my hand. I shook it ufortably.


    Felix, who had been smiling just moments ago, immediately turned frosty. He seemed to be gritting his


    teeth when he said, “It’s just holding hands. Do you need to make such a big deal


    out of it?”


    He’d always been presumptuous, thinking that everything he did was without fault. He never


    considered if his actions would put others in difficult positions or lead to


    consequences.


    He was like this five years ago and remained unchanged today.


    Indeed, a leopard couldn’t change its spots. He was probably born with this personality and wouldn’t


    change no matter who the other party was.


    I lost any desire to stay any longer after this hand–holding incident.


    As I was leaving, I ran into Hannah.


    Felix was following not too far behind me.


    But she was blocking me, saying that everyone had agreed to celebrate after the sessful


    performance. They wanted to have a big party as a reward for the many days of rehearsal.


    My involvement in the performance was merely due to Hannah’s persistent coaxing, while Felix being


    my co–performer was just an ident.


    Every time I thought about interacting with him, the scene from our senior year Thanksgiving would


    automaticallye to mind.


    I had always been resistant to be with him. I couldn’t understand why I felt this way, but I just didn’t


    want to face him.


    This coboration forcibly tied us together, and I had been feeling ufortable every day. More


    importantly, I was bothered by the high probability that Lc would cause trouble for me. I’ve had


    enough of her antics over the years.


    Now that the performance was over, our coboration had ended. Naturally, there was no need for


    further interaction.


    As for the celebration, I had no intention of joining.


    I had made it a point to avoid being where Felix was in recent years. It wasn’t that I was afraid or


    worried about anything, and neither did I have any ulterior motives. I just simply didn’t want to have any


    contact with him. And I especially didn’t want to cause a fuss with Lc over him as it would affect my


    mood.


    After declining Hannah’s invitation, I returned to my apartment alone with my guitar. I’d rest tonight so


    that everything would return to normal tomorrow. I was me, he was him. We shouldn’t have anything to


    do with each other.


    As I left the performance venue behind, I left themotion as well.


    Ladjusted the guitar on my shoulder as I looked back at the lively orientation party. Even though it was


    right in front of me, it felt like a different world.


    I was better suited to silence.