Chapter 142
Chapter 142 You Idiot, You’re The Ten-year Crush!
Nancy swiftly wiped away the tears from her face. “No, I was just reminiscing about some things from
the past, and it suddenly made me a bit emotional. It’s nothing. I’m fine now,” she said, forcing a smile
to conceal her true emotions.
“Really? You’re not lying to me, are you? What made you so sad? Can you tell me?” Nichs was
naturally somewhat skeptical.
“Just some old stories that don’t need to be mentioned. By the way, didn’t we say we were going to
have dinner? I only had a light lunch; I’m really hungry now.”
“Alright, then. Where do you want to eat?” Nichs asked.
“The street outside Pinnacle High School,” Nancy replied without hesitation.
This location was something she had decided on earlier.
Originally, she had thought that if she ever returned with him, she would bring back beautiful.
memories. But now, all she could think of was sadness and sorrow.
Well, it was still a good ce to say goodbye.
Let it end where it all began.
At least, it was an amicable parting.
However, Nichs was quite surprised. He curiously asked, “You seem to have a special fondness for
Pinnacle High School.”
“Yeah?” Nancy smiled but didn’t exin.
The sky turned dark muchter on summer nights. When the two arrived at Pinnacle High School, the
sky was still bright, and they were just in time for the sunset.
Arge expanse of fiery clouds appeared in the sky. Shades of orange, red, and deep red formed a
beautiful painting. It was incredibly stunning.
The afterglow filled the entire sky.
Nancy looked up happily. The sun’s rays fell on her petite face, making her look even more gentle and
beautiful.
“It’s so beautiful!”
A gentle breeze blew.
Everything was so perfect, but her heart felt as heavy as lead.
In the end, since everything began here, it had to end here as well.
“Nichs, have you been back here since you graduated?” Nancy asked.
He shook his head. “I haven’t had the time toe back since I graduated, except for the time I came
with you. Why do you ask? Have you dropped by often?”
Nancy nodded. “Yes, I’ve beening here every year, sometimes as many as three or four times
when I’m free. But Ie here at least once a year.”
“Why?”
Nancy smiled and looked at Nichs. At that moment, she faced the wind andughed like a child.
filled with youth and liveliness. She was wlessly beautiful.
“Because of nostalgia. The most beautiful and happiest years of my youth were spent here.”
How could she not be nostalgic?
The most beautiful and happiest years of her youth?
At that moment, the first thing that came to Nichs’ mind was “him”-the man she had silently loved
and buried in her heart for ten years.
“Is…” Nichs began.
But when it came to saying the words, he couldn’t bring himself to ask her the question.
He admitted that he was afraid. He was dreading it, truth be told.
He feared hearing her answer, and he feared hearing a definite one even more.
If he did, he would truly go mad with jealousy.
At least now, he could continue to deceive himself. As long as Nancy did not say anything, Nichs
could continue to pretend he didn’t know and numb himself.
At least that way, it wouldn’t hurt so much.
“What do you want to eat?” Nichs changed the subject.
Nancy pointed to a pasta restaurant across the street. “I want pasta. How about you?”
“I’ll have pasta with you.”
“Okay,”
They went to the restaurant together. Since it was dinner time, there were quite a few people inside.
Fortunately, the ce was spacious, so even with many customers, it still felt roomy.
After they found a table by the window, Nancy sat down.
The waitress quickly handed them menus and then, because she was so busy, hurried off to another
table.
“Do take a look at the menu first, and let me know what you want to order,” the waitress said before
busily attending to another table.
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Nancy nodded. “Alright. Go ahead and do what you need to.”
This was typical for a small eatery. They couldn’t provide the same level of service as a high-end
restaurant, but it was affordable and convenient for students in the area.
“I’d like some tomato spaghetti. How about you? What do you want?” Nancy asked Nichs.
“I’ll have the same.”
Nancy paused for a moment. Just then, the soft and coquettish voice of a girl came from a nearby
table. “Aw, let’s not order that. I want chili garlic pasta. The carbonara one isn’t good at all. Alright,
alright. I promise I’ll just eat the spicy one this time. Next time, I’ll listen to you and eat something
milder. The girl spoke while batting her eyshes and making cute gestures,
She looked truly adorable.
Soon, Nancy heard the boy relent, “Okay. I’ll agree to it one more time, but no next time!”
Listening to this, Nancy couldn’t help but smile.
As expected of a sweet young love-it was so heartwarming.
Although Nancy was someone who had been married for two years, she didn’t find it cloying at all.
Instead, she found it the epitome of sweetness.
Yes, that was what love was all about-sweet and tender moments filled with pampering and spoiling
each other.
If love didn’t involve a bit of silliness, yful acting, clinginess, and impulsiveness, could it even be
considered love?
Nancy was envious of them.
It was a pity, though. She had long outgrown that stage.
Her heart seemed to have been worn down without any cuteness or sweetness left, and there was no
more passion or impulsiveness.
Therefore, her admiration grew even stronger.
The moment Nancy looked at them, she felt like she was back in her student days.
Love was so simple then, and what they wanted was straightforward.
Looking at Nichs again, she suddenly summoned the courage and asked, “Since our tastes are the
same, do you want to share arge portion with me?”
“Sure.”
Afraid that there might be a misunderstanding Nancy exined. Therge portions here aren’t served
in separate bowls. Two people share a te of noodles with two sets of cutlery.”
“Sure, onerge portion it is,” Nichs repeated.
His words were simple but clear and firm.
“Hi, we’d like arge portion of tomato spaghetti.” Nancy raised her hand and ced an order.
The spaghetti arrived quickly. It was a steamingrge portion of tomatoes and fresh mozzare on
pasta, and it exuded an enticing aroma,
On the table, there were two sets of cutlery. Nichs and Nancy almost simultaneously dipped their
forks into the te.
Nancy grabbed some tomato chunks while Nichs opted for a meatball. However, they soon realized
that their forks had be entangled, crossing paths with each other.
In that moment, their gazes met amidst the steam rising from the spaghetti, and their faces took on a
hazy, dreamlike quality.
In an instant, it seemed as though they could hear the rapid, fervent beating of their own hearts.
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Clearly, their hearts were racing!
Yet, they both struggled to conceal their emotions, maintaining an air of nonchnce.
“You go ahead,” Nichs withdrew his hand.
After Nancy speared a piece of tomato with her fork, he then picked up a meatball.
As Nichs lowered his head to eat, Nancy watched him and suddenly froze. Her heart began to
pound heavily.
Ten years.
She hadn’t anticipated that the wish she had made all those years ago would actuallye true.
Although it was far toote, and the circumstances had changed significantly, the fact that it hade
true still brought her joy.
“What’s the matter?” Nichs inquired, noticing that she wasn’t eating and seemed lost in thought.