Chapter 384 The Scene of Their Reunion
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Dalton couldn’t help but stop in his tracks, standing still as he stared. He had to admit–Winston had always been a striking presence.
With a background like his, even without warmth at home, his starting point in life was still far above most people’s.
To those who didn’t know any better, Winston seemed perfect, living a dazzling life.
Dalton suddenly felt like maybe he’d been overthinking everything.
He’d imagined this reunion with Winston countless times.
Maybe it would be awkward; maybe they’d pretend not to see each other. Maybe there would be silence, and neither of them would say a word. Maybe Winston would still be unhappy like before–or maybe even worse off–and in that case, Dalton knew he’d probably go soft the second he saw him….
But reality was-
Winston seemed to be doing just fine; he looked sharp and radiant, showing off his skills on the basketball
court.
Then, all of a sudden, a basketball bounced down right in front of him, barely skipping on the ground.
And then came the sound of firm, crisp footsteps.
Dalton kept his eyes down, fixed on the ball.
Soon, a pair of clean, neat basketball shoes entered his view.
He couldn’t help but look up–slowly, steadily—
His gaze rose from the shoes, moving upward until it landed on Winston’s fair, handsome face.
There wasn’t a flicker of emotion on Dalton’s face; in fact-
He looked completely calm.
The boy curled his lips into a polite smile and said to Winston, “Long time no see.”
Winston stood like a hawk locking in on its prey, eyes sharp, a trace of red at the corners.
He didn’t respond right away; he just stared straight at Dalton, gaze intense and searing, like he could burn right through him.
Dalton didn’t say anything else.
He met Winston’s gaze head–on, unafraid. The two locked eyes, falling into silence–a strange, charged atmosphere settling between them.
It was impossible to tell how long the silence lasted.
At last, Winston parted his lips and broke it-
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Chapter 384 The Scene of Thell Reunion
“Why?”
Dalton had thought Winston would explode, yelling and cursing him out; but instead-
This guy just asked him, plain and cold, “Why?”
Dalton’s smile curled a little wider. “You mean why I didn’t show up?”
His
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eyes briefly flickered with something dark–so fast no one could’ve caught it. “Something else came up back then…”
He didn’t want to expose the fact that he’d been sick, so he kept it vague.
He hadn’t expected Winston to suddenly explode. The other boy’s brows shot up, his eyes blazing with fury. “Do you know how long I waited for you?”
Winston’s eyes were starting to go red; his voice shook as he said, “At first, I thought maybe something came up and you were just running late… so I stayed there, waiting…”
“I believed you wouldn’t just ditch me; even if you couldn’t make it, I thought you’d at least tell me,” Winston said through gritted teeth. “But you didn’t reach out. You didn’t reply to my messages. You never picked up your phone. You just disappeared, like none of it ever mattered to you!”
“No…” Dalton shook his head without thinking; his own eyes were starting to turn red. “That’s not what happened…
But Winston didn’t give him a chance to explain. His voice turned cold and sharp as he kept going, “I waited for you–an entire day and night. From dusk till dawn, I was still holding on.”
His fingers clenched tight; a flicker of sorrow passed through his eyes and was gone. “When morning finally broke… that’s when it hit me–you probably weren’t coming.”
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