Leah was flustered by the unexpected generosity. She had a feeling Ernest was feeling a little emotional that night.
The feeling of being held in his arms was extremely comforting. Leah really wanted to throw herself into his embrace, but she stopped thinking about it and went to grab a bite of pudding instead.
She hoped he would hold her like this all the time, making time stop without any movement. She wanted to immerse herself in this moment forever.
However, she had to be rational. As a girl, she should stop when necessary. She had to be as natural as they come to be respected, especially by guys.
A girl should be reserved. Being reserved didn't mean she was petulant, but rather it was a sign of self-respect.
This time, Ernest hugged Leah tightly. He gently caressed Leah's back, caring immensely for her.
It was the first time that he had felt so intensely for a girl. Ernest was amazed at how Leah and her petite body was able to support herself through tremendous hardships.
Ernest admired her deeply for everything she had to endure.
"Girls don't always have to be strong, it's okay to show your weaknesses sometimes." Ernest finally spoke in a low and husky voice.
He wanted to let Leah know that he was freely giving her emotional support.
However, Leah responded, "I've always wanted to be vulnerable even just for a little bit, but can't you only be weak when you're alone? It's not my style to throw myself into a man's arms."
Ernest was moved and helpless at the same time.
It was for the best that she didn't carelessly fall into a man's arms, but he cared too deeply for her.
"Then, if you ever run into a similar situation like this, you're always able to call me." Ernest said.
Secretly, he hoped that if Leah were to encounter something like this, there would be a chance for her to vent to him.
As a listener, he wanted to at least tell Leah that he would be there for her.
Leah wasn't alone.
Leah laughed and asked jokingly, "So do I hug the air if I call you?"
Ernest was dumbfounded and didn't know whether to laugh or cry at her question. He didn't know how to respond.
He could never predict what Leah was thinking. He always felt like she had an imaginative mind.
"You don't need to hug the air, I can be a lending ear." Ernest answered Leah's thoughts. "You can tell me anything. I promise I'll keep everything a secret, and I won't laugh at anything."
"If that's the case, I'll call you just to bother you." Leah raised her face and looked at me with a smile. "You won't hate me if it bothers you, will you?"
Ernest could only lower his head. They stared into each other's eyes reflected with shimmer.
They gazed at each other quietly. They shared a deep tacit understanding as if they were old friends. Without saying anything, they understood the connection they had in each other's eyes.
He said, "No, I could never hate you."
Leah gave a blink and asked, "Define the length of 'never'."
"A lifetime," said Ernest in a deep voice. "I only have this one life, and I can't promise anything more than that."
"Haha, you're right. I'm a little touched." Her eyes gleamed as she stared at Ernest. "Then I'll be bothering you often from now on." "Okay." Ernest nodded wholeheartedly.
The two of them continued gazing at each other, feeling more and more flustered as seconds went by.
Leah then spoke, "Let's go to sleep. I'm getting really tired."
Ernest finally let go of Leah with great reluctance.
"Let's sleep then."
When they returned to the bedroom, Ernest had already tidied up his clothes.
Leah saw his jacket that she had previously thrown inside. In a panic, she threw all of his clothes haphazardly, causing them to be wrinkled. "I'm really sorry, I messed up your clothes, didn't I?"
Ernest didn't mind. "It's alright. I've already put everything away. But I have to say you really did shock me."
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