Before he could say anything, Rosalynn had already thrown herself into his arms and hugged him tightly.
Noah stood there, frozen.
She didn't make a sound in his arms, but her shoulders were shaking gently, obviously crying.
Noah stayed silent for a moment.
Come to think of it, even after that painful goodbye, the two hadn't hugged each other so tightly when they met again.
This was the first time. And the last time.
Noah looked up at Wayne, who was walking towards them
.
"You're already grown up, and you're still crying in your brother's arms, huh?" Noah looked away and gently patted Rosalynn's back. "Granny Hilaria is just unconscious because of the medication, her body functions are still fine, and the tests are done. It'll take a few days for her to wake up, though. You should go see her."
"Don't leave, wait for me."
Rosalynn let go of Noah, looking at him with teary eyes.
In a daze,
It seemed like Noah was back in the distant past.
Little Rosalynn,
crying with a red nose, holding his hand, sobbed and said, "Noah, don't go! Lynn doesn't want you to leave!"
Noah looked at her.
If... if he hadn't left back then, would things have been different?
"I know, I won't leave." Noah gently wiped the tears off Rosalynn's face.
He didn't know if he was talking to the Rosalynn in front of him,
or the red-nosed Lynn from the past.
Rosalynn pushed open the door to the hospital room.
Seeing Hilaria lying in bed, breathing steadily, she finally felt relieved.
Outside the door,
Wayne walked over to Noah.
"President Silverman won't chop off my hand just because of that hug, right?" Noah lifted his hand.
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