Beloved Old Lover

Leaving the living room, Kevin didn’t rush back to his room but pushed open the door and entered his brother’s room.

Sometimes, he still doesn’t believe this is true. Sometimes, he thought that once he opened this door, he would still see Daniel, sometimes leisurely watering flowers, sometimes busy folding clothes into suitcases to go to charity in some remote area.

His brother’s belongings are still in the same place, no one has touched them since the day their owner passed away.

His mother said she was afraid that when she picked them up, they would be misplaced when they were put down, no longer the same as her son’s arrangement.

“Diary? Daniel also writes a diary.” Kevin smiled when he pulled out the desk drawer and saw a lovely notebook inside.

As if controlled by some invisible force, he reached out, picked it up, and flipped through the pages.

Short sentences summarizing the events and emotions surrounding the love between his brother and Emily every day continuously appeared before his eyes.

It started with Daniel’s joy and happiness when Emily accepted him as her lover and agreed to get married.

Gradually, there were feelings and vague thoughts interwoven because there still seemed to be a wall of separation between the two of them.

Kevin didn’t expect them to love each other and be engaged, but a kiss on the lips was still a distant dream for Daniel.

He didn’t know that the first kiss Emily actively gave her fiance was also the last kiss she gave his younger brother, but that day, Daniel didn’t come home and didn’t have time to write it down in his diary.

“Daniel, I’m sorry, I’m sorry…”

Transparent tears fell from the corners of the man’s eyes, blurring the old ink. He couldn’t believe that his younger brother had to endure loneliness in love as he got closer and closer to the wedding day.

It turns out that the love confession that Emily made at Daniel’s grave was a late confession and his younger brother could never hear it. In the end, what kind of torment did both of them endure?

All night long, Kevin did not leave the room. He sat absent-mindedly, not taking his eyes off the diary, and when dawn came, he decided to take it back to his room, hiding it in a place where no one could find it.

His younger brother loved Emily very much, so even if she ran away or deceived him, he was not allowed to hate her.

He must take her home and take care of her, giving her the best. Furthermore, she still loves him.

Despite staying up all night, Kevin still prepared to go to work at the company. The warm water flowing over his body made him feel somewhat at ease.

His hunch told him that this weekend, he would get to meet her. The north side of the city is neither small nor large, so the chance of them meeting each other is still very large.

Just like any other day, as soon as Sara saw Kevin entering the main lobby, she came over, carried his briefcase, and announced the day’s schedule.

She has a different way of working than Venn and Emily, but it doesn’t make Kevin feel uncomfortable. The route from the main lobby to the president’s office was enough for her to complete the schedule report that would take place today and some minor issues.

Because Kevin walked and listened to his assistant’s report, he didn’t pay attention to the people around him, including the girl who looked similar to the one he loved, Lisa.

Lisa originally intended to come up and greet him, but saw him and Sara walking as fast as surfing, so she stopped.

Last night, when she fell asleep, she could still smell his masculine scent surrounding her.

The more she has the opportunity to be close to him, the more she wants to have him soon. She didn’t believe he didn’t have any feelings for her when looking at her face.

At exactly eight o’clock, everyone returned to their positions and worked. Lisa glanced at Venn from time to time, hoping he had some document that needed the president’s signature so that she could use the excuse to bring the document into Kevin’s office and increase the frequency of appearing in front of that golden man.

The appearance and face of the man who is her direct boss can also be classified as top quality and his abilities are excellent.

But in the end, she knew that that title only helped him add a few extra zeros to his monthly salary and annual bonus, nothing more.

He has no shares in this corporation and that seat can be lost at any time, depending on Kevin.

“Hello, I’m listening, boss.” Venn quickly picked up the phone when he saw Kevin’s name appear on the phone screen.All text © NôvelD(r)a'ma.Org.

“Buy me a cup of coffee. Ah… ah… what is this? I forget. How could I forget that you’re no longer my assistant?”

Venn laughed happily and said he would quickly help him buy coffee. He is no different from Kevin. Sometimes, he still thinks he is the president’s assistant, forgetting that he is currently in the position of deputy general director.

“Lisa, go buy a cup of black coffee with little sugar and bring it to the president. The coffee shop is opposite the company, he is only used to drinking coffee there.”

“Yes.”

Lisa replied quickly and then ran away like the wind, surprising Venn. However, he quickly smiled and shook his head, thinking that this girl was like a child, but he did not think deeply.

Although Emma’s office was still empty, Venn imitated his boss and let his assistant set up a desk in his office.

He wanted to conveniently instruct and tutor Lisa because after all, she had only been in the company for nearly three months and her practical skills were not very good.

Lisa held a cup of coffee in her hand, cheerfully knocked on the door of the president’s office, then walked in, placing it down in front of Kevin. This was the first time she witnessed his private workplace.

“Here’s the president’s coffee.”

“Yes, thank you.”

After speaking, he covered his mouth with his hand and coughed a few times. Yesterday, he smoked a lot of cigarettes, so from morning until now he has had a cough from time to time. He felt like a rice leaf was stuck in his throat.

“President, are you sick?” Lisa boldly asked.

“I’m okay. Please go back to work.”

“Ah, yes…”

As she closed the door, a thought suddenly appeared in her head. That’s right, men are weakest when they are sick and someone appears, cares for them, and takes care of them. Perhaps she should take this opportunity to express her concern for him.

When lunchtime came, Lisa quickly ran to the pharmacy, bought a box of lozenges to help relieve throat itching and coughing, and a bottle of wind oil.

Because she knew Kevin always ate lunch alone in his office, she took the opportunity to go to his office because she knew that at this time, he was the only one there.

Hearing the knock on the door, Kevin’s hand holding the spoon stopped but he still spoke up to allow the outsider to enter.

He thought Sara swallowed the food so she came back early, but he didn’t expect that the person who came in was the girl who bought him coffee this morning.

“What is this?” Kevin was surprised when he saw the bag placed in front of him.

“Oh, this might help relieve your cough. Lozenges and wind oil. You… you can apply some wind oil on your neck to reduce coughing. Okay, I won’t bother you anymore, goodbye.”

Before Kevin could say another word, Lisa ran away, as fast as a rabbit. When she got to the hallway, her heart was still beating like a drum.

Kevin always exudes an intimidating aura, even though he speaks very gently, without appearing cold or emotionless.

According to her research, people with a lot of money like him will be moved by things that seem to have no value and she hopes the things she buys will make a difference.

Inside, Kevin continued to eat. He looked at the lozenge box and remembered Emily. She once bought it for him as a reminder to stop smoking.

The girl who had just appeared in his nostalgia was now fondling the picture of the groom in her hand.

Emily placed Daniel’s photo at work to look at him from time to time and also wanted him to see that she was working hard and living well.

Every time her hands and eyes got tired, she stopped, looked at him, and chatted a few sentences. It’s been a long time since she dreamed of him anymore, she wondered if he had already gone to Heaven.

“I miss you, Daniel.” She pressed the photo to her heart and sighed.

On the forty-nine day after the death of Daniel and her father, she wanted to visit them but was afraid of being seen by Kevin, so she stood on this side of the river looking over.

She still lives in the city but feels no different from an exile. Perhaps she will return there when Kevin is married and has children. At that time, the past will be truly buried.

Outside the window, Kurt stood silently looking at Emily, then gently put the food down in front of the room door, then returned home and took out his phone to text her, telling her to come get it and eat.

His sister-in-law and brother kept forcing him to invite her to their house for lunch, but he insisted on not doing what they wanted and as a result, they pushed the hearty meal into his hands and forced him to bring it to her. They even scolded him for not knowing how to flirt with the person of his dreams.

Standing from this side looking at the villa, Emily could see Kurt’s silhouette on the second-floor balcony. She held up the food while calling him.

“Don’t be shy, my sister-in-law asked me to bring you food. It seems I was wrong to bring you here. Hope you don’t think we’re too annoying.” Kurt raised his hand to greet back and at the same time explained.

“No, thank her for me. I like living here, I have a job and it’s very safe.”

The person on the balcony quickly disappeared and Emily also went back inside. She planned to go buy lunch, but thanks to Kurt, she saved money.

Although Kurt’s brother and sister-in-law always associated her with him, she did not feel uncomfortable because he said it was because they were paranoid.

He said they watched a romantic movie for more than one hundred and eighty minutes and said the relationship between him and her was just that of manager and employee, and friends.

“Daniel, there is someone who treats me very well. You won’t be jealous, will you? I know you won’t be jealous. Let’s have lunch.” She picked up the photo, kissed it gently, and returned it to its original place.

People often say that time is an elixir, helping people gradually ease their feelings of nostalgia and sadness.

She admitted that it was true, but it only made her feel a little less sad. She still hides her sadness behind her smile and misses him even though she is always busy.

“Why should I forget you? Daniel, I miss you, I will miss you for the rest of my life.”