When I came back to my senses, I saw that the Anne and Bennett was already ways ahead of us with Norman trailing close behind them.
I shook my head at Ian, not knowing what to reply him.
He looked at Norman, who was following the children, serving as their protector, and then turned to look back at me. He raised his eyebrows and said, "He seems solid, character- and looks-wise. He's just a little old, but overall a pretty good choice."
Feeling confused by his words, I could not help but look at him with a frown. "What?"
He shrugged and said, "I'm helping you find a match!"
I chuckled, "Looks like you're not very busy with work."
He curled his lips and said faintly, "Actually, I think he's a nice guy and he treats you well. He's been taking good care of Anne too for the last few years. You're already in your thirties. Since you've moved on from your past, it's time you start planning for your life ahead. Find someone to keep you company so that when Anne grows up, you won't be lonely."
I put my hand on my forehead, ignored him and continued tracing the steps of Norman and the kids.
He followed me and said loudly, "Don't ignore me. I'm being serious. Hendrix's about to get engaged, and since you've also already let things go, you need to think about your future."
My body suddenly stiffened, but only for a moment. I stood there stunned for a brief moment. I looked back at him and asked nonchalantly, "He's engaged?"
He nodded. "He's getting engaged to Andrea. After all, it's his responsibility to take care of her. Even in the absence of love, his duties still exist. Getting married isn't that big of a deal. As for you, I think Norman's a good man."
I did not give him a response. I let out a slight sigh and continued walking along the alley. The sky was getting increasingly dark.
Indeed!
It had been four years. It should not come as a surprise that he had started a new life.
After all, what was he now but a stranger? It was best to give him my blessing.
While I was eating my ice cream quietly, I suddenly thought about how the road in the alley was likely to be a road I would keep walking on for the rest of my life.
When we returned to the yard, Anne went off to bed while Norman and Bennet went home. Ian returned to his room to rest after spending a long time nagging at me.
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