The two men stared at each other. Frank didn't know if it was because of the sunshine that his eyes were suddenly wet. A blurry shadow of Corbett stood before him and when he couldn't control himself anymore, he broke into tears. 'Tm going crazy... I have regretted it every day. You asked me if I would go with you that night, but I refused. I thought you had died, man. I thought you had left me alone in this cruel world!"
Time seemed to stand still. Corbett finally released the doorknob and slowly walked towards Frank. "You've just decided to go to Norway with me. Why then are you crying like a baby?"
Frank glared at him and shouted, "Get out! Fuck off!"
"Alright, alright," said Corbett, as he put his arms around Frank's shoulders and patted him lovingly. "Since you have told me the truth, I reluctantly agree to take you to Norway."
"You know it's my house we're talking about, right?"
"Well, it's mine too."
After a pause, Frank asked, "Don't you mind my disabled legs?"
Corbett snorted. "I don't even mind that you are a man."
Frank was about to scold him, but when he tilted his head and saw the smile playing at the corners of Corbett's mouth, he calmed down. It felt good to have him back. He couldn't help but want to cry.
'Corbett, I'm so glad you are alive.'
In an apartment in A City,
Ena was rousing from sleep. She blinked her bright eyes several times as she thought about what had just happened.
"Hee hee..."
she chuckled. She was still in a daze. She could remember that she and Victor passionately kissed until they moved to the bed. Then, they made love. It made her shy just thinking about it.
Her upper body was exposed so she pulled up the quilt, burying her face in it and snickering underneath. 'Ena, Ena, you've finally become Victor's... Victor's woman.'
She was still chuckling at her thoughts when she felt an arm on her. It grabbed the quilt and pulled it off her face.
Victor was supporting his head with his hand to meet her at eye level. She giggled playfully. He asked, "What were you thinking about?"
"What?" She expertly acted clueless. When she turned her head, she saw Victor's stomach. He had six packs. She gulped.
"Ha ha..." Victor laughed and leaned over. He landed a hot kiss on her lips. "You little girl, haven't you seen enough already? I can show you some more."
"You, you, you..." Ena pointed with her trembling finger and managed to finish her words. "You rascal!"
"Oh, am I?" He raised his eyebrows. "I thought you knew that I was a rascal. Isn't it a little late to just realize it now?"
The woman's face flushed with shyness. She turned her back to him. "I don't want to talk to you anymore! I'm going to sleep now!"
Amused, Victor turned her around on the bed. His nose brushed her cheek and he asked, "Do you want to eat before going to bed?"
"What time is it?" Ena asked, still blushing.
"About seven or eight o'clock." Victor kissed her again.
"Already? Was I asleep for so long?" She looked out of the window and stared into the dark sky. "It's so late!"
"Yes, it is. But do you still want dinner? I'll cook for you."
"You can cook?" She held his arm at once, holding her breath.
"I can cook noodles. It may not be very delicious but I try." Victor seemed a little embarrassed.
"It's okay. I'm hungry!" she answered coquettishly.
"Okay." He quickly got out of bed. "Wait for me here. I'll be right back."
She watched him leave and thought in ecstasy, 'Victor, I will stick with you forever. I swear it!'
About half an hour later, Victor walked into the room with a bowl of noodles. "Food is ready. Get up and eat."
Ena had already put on her clothes. She sat up.
She looked at the chopped green onions and the overcooked noodles in her bowl. The egg yolk was only half-cooked and was visible on top of the food. She burst into laughter.
Victor's face flushed. "Well, I know it doesn't look good.
But it will be delicious." She smiled mischievously, smelled the bowl, grabbed the chopsticks, and began to eat.
"What do you think?" Victor asked for her judgment.
She put her chopsticks down and rolled her eyes. "Yum
yum."
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