Gary finished up packing his leather suitcase rather quickly. He didn't have too many things he needed to bring along, so it was easy to sort them out.
When he was packing up, Celeste sat next to him without saying anything. She looked pitiful with her red and swollen eyes.
Gary really wanted to hug this silly girl.
"These are the stuff Aunt Grace gave to Ernest and Maria for them to bring back here. You can take some back to Boston, we can divide them." Celeste took out the things that they had brought for them and loaded it for him.
"I won't take it." Gary said, "These are all snacks that I left for you, I'm not bringing these to those stinky men."
Celeste was surprised. "What about your uncles?"
"Them?" Gary shook his head. "They don't need it, they can go back and have some themselves."
"But..." Celeste felt like it would be better if he had brought along some food.
"No buts, you can keep these for yourself. I might be coming back next month," he said. "If you can't finish it, you can leave some for me."
"You're coming back next month?" Celeste looked up at him in surprise.
"What? You don't want me to come back?" He looked at Celeste and blinked his eyes.
Celeste shook her head, then lowered it. "I didn't say that."
"If I don't come back, you can go to Boston." He looked at her. "It won't be too long before we meet."
Gary couldn't bear to see her so sad, so he reached out and hugged her.
He pulled her into his arms.
Celeste didn't know how to react.
He was letting her go to the US.
In the past four years, he had never once brought the prospect of her going to America, but he finally brought it up.
Celeste felt sour again.
Did this mean she had to persevere to the very end?
It didn't matter how it would turn out, but it was very unexpected.
"Are you sure you want me to go to the US? Didn't you say you didn't want me to go before?" She couldn't help but ask.
"Because you were too young, and I wasn't confident if I could control myself, so I couldn't guarantee I wouldn't do anything when I see you."
Celeste was shocked.
"You know, I can't resist you," he said in a husky voice.
Celeste was flustered as her straight face was tinted with a blush.
Gary held Celeste's small hands and lowered his head to look at her. He said, "Alright, go take a shower. Let's chat. I'm the one to blame for not speaking with you properly these few days. Shall we talk the night away?"
Celeste nodded and went to take a bath.
After she was done, Gary took a bath as well. The two of them laid in bed, covering themselves with blankets and indulged in pure chatter.
That night, Gary really did as he said he would. He didn't do much but covered himself with a blanket and committed to chatting with Celeste.
Dawn came, and he was still chatting with Celeste, holding her in his arms. He took deep breaths as he held her. However, he couldn't do anything, so he could only be anxious.
He got up and took a cold shower.
When he got up for the second time, Celeste suddenly felt like he was going too far.
She grabbed Gary's hand and said with a blushing face, "Don't go, I didn't say you can go."
Gary was surprised as he looked at the hand that was tightly held by Celeste. He raised his eyebrows and asked, "Celeste, do you know what you're doing?"
Celeste was even more embarrassed by his question. Her face was so red her blush spread to her ears, but still nodded. "I'm not that dramatic. To keep it simple, I don't want you to take a shower."
Gary smiled. This silly girl of his was truly a softhearted girl.
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