Chapter 4
⋆ ˚。⋆୨♥୧⋆ ˚。⋆
That evening San and Wooyoung have cooked some pizza, and it was really nice, more than how they had expected.
They were having dinner in the dining room saying a lot of stupid things and flirting as usual. They weren't thinkingg about the girl on the tree at all, since it had been about a week since they had seen her for the second and last time.
But casually Wooyoung looked out of the window and was sure that there was a darker shadow in the dark outside.
-I think that she is there.- he said, stopping eating.
-Are you sure?- San asked, looking a bit worried.
Wooyoung nodded.
-Almost.- he said.
And then he stood up and wolked towards the window, while his boyfriend looking at him.
He opened it, and the cold of the evening entred the room, making him shiver.
-Hey.- he said in the dark, leaning a bit out of the window.
-How did you know that I'm here?- he heard a voice answering him.
An involuntary smile on the boy's face.
The question was a bit childish, he thought. And he found himself wondering how old that girl, or that ghost, could be. She didn't seemed too old, when he first saw her. He could say that she was younger than him.
So what the hell were she doing on a tree?
It didn't make any sense.
-I saw you.- he replayed.
He heard a giggle from thee dark.
-You have a great sight.-
-Thank you.-
There was a moment of silence, in wich Wooyoung continued to shiver from the cold.
-Aren't you cold out there?- he asked then.
-What do you think?-
-You must be freezing.-
-I am.-
-Do you wanna come in?-
-No, thank you.-
-Are you sure?-
-Yeah.-
There was another moment of silence.
-What's your name?-
-It's Jian. Chung Jian. Why?-
-Well, Jian, since you don't wanna come in, go home, or you'll get sick, sttaying out there.-
He heard another giggle.
-I'll go soon, don't worry, Wooyoung.-
-I'm not worrying.- Wooyoung grumbled, closing the window and going back to the table, where San was waiting for him with a worried expression on his face.
But he was.
⋆ ˚。⋆୨♥୧⋆ ˚。⋆
I really don't know if this chapter and this story have any sense, but nevermind.
I'm enjoying at writing it, and I hope that you're enjoying at reading it. If you are, votes are always nice.
Bạn đang đọc truyện trên: truyentop.pro