"It does sound romantic," I said while looking at the flowers that were growing from the creaks. The buds were trimmed regularly, and the scene was indeed beautiful.
Anyone who was in a bad mood would feel better instantly after taking a leisure walk through the alley.
He shrugged and said, "Of course."
I remembered the promise I had made with Monique while we were studying at college. That we would earn lots of money and travel around the world together. I wanted to witness how vast the world was; I want to experience different cultures and to leave my footprints at ancient and historical spots in the world.
However, once we graduated from college, we left that behind us. Eventually, we got more and more indulged in our adult lives that we completely forgot our first dream.
"Arianna!" Sawyer called out to me. I came back to my senses and looked towards him.
He was walking not too far ahead of me, with his cell phone in hand. He snapped a few pictures of me looking at him, then he said, "It's a pity that you're not an actress with that face of yours. Look, you are so photogenic."
I couldn't be bothered to say anything when he was taking candid shots of me. Looking at the flowers on both sides, I asked, "Do the flowers here bloom all year round?"
He nodded, "Yes. The seasons don't matter to these flowers. Plus, Ucrebury is in the south. The climate and temperature here are suitable for plants to grow, so these flowers here do bloom all year round."
It was really quite a sight!
Just strolling around there in the sunset, it felt pleasant and comfortable.
"Why does it have to be Hendrix?" He asked gravely while putting his phone back in his pocket.
My mind went blank for a moment before I answered, "It's not like that." Hendrix just appeared at the time when I discovered what love was. I met him, and I thought to myself that he was the one.
Sawyer stopped in his tracks. He stood in front of me, and he looked solemn, "You'll leave him sooner or later, right?"
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