From beginning to end, there was no question. 

Holding the phone tightly in her hand, the sound of water flowing from the shower in the bathroom rang in her ears, perhaps it was just the sound of rain falling outside the window. 


She knew, with just one phone call, Jerome would come to pick him up. 

She did not need to face the complicated emotions in her heart. She did not need to hate him so much. 

She understood that this matter could be resolved with just one phone call.  In the palm of her hand, unconsciously, the phone was clenched so tightly that it almost broke, and a layer of sweat secreted from her palm, also stuck to the phone.


The woman's eyes were tightly closed... at this moment, no one knew what she was thinking.

As the seconds and minutes passed, those cold eyes opened, her bare feet stepped on the floor, she walked to the window, when she passed by the large bed, she threw the phone in her palm down, that phone, rolled twice in the air, then fell onto the blanket, lying still on the bed.


The phone screen was still displayed, it was the contact page, and the phone number was at the top, displaying the words "Jerome".

Opening the window, the wind and rain no longer hit the glass, but the raindrops splashed into the room, falling on her face and shoulders. This rain came at the wrong time. She muttered a sentence softly.

 She stood in front of the window, drenched in the rain, lost in thought, because she was too focused on the sound of the rain in her ears, she didn't know when it started, the sound of the shower in the bathroom had not stopped. She didn't know how much time had passed, but a small noise behind her startled her, she tilted her head reflexively and was stunned, the door had opened, and there was a dark figure standing there.

She didn't know if it was an illusion or not, but she felt as if that person had been standing there for a long time.

At this moment, they were like a couple who had been married for 7 years, with nothing more to say to each other.

There was nothing more to say.

She turned around, took the blanket, and walked out.

When she passed the door, a warm hand held her back.

"Ashley, where are you going?"

The person's calm voice asked in panic. Hearing that sentence, she almost couldn't help but laugh out loud, it was so ironic.

 The other person was confused, snatched the blanket from her hand, pushed her into the room, "Bang" a sound, slammed the door: "Milan sleeps in the living room." 

A quiet night. 

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Early morning, life had not changed, dry. She opened the door, and from the living room came the smell of food. The woman, after finishing preparing, quietly sat in her usual seat, quietly ate breakfast. 

The person who was already quiet now became even more silent, it was just that the woman suddenly felt the attentive and warm gaze on her head. 

Just as she raised her head, she met the other person's pitch-black eyes, not wanting to be moved by the gentleness in those eyes, she tried to appear calm, lowered her head, and continued eating.

She and he, both have a strange harmony.

If I have to say, these days, are probably the most harmonious days for Milan and Ashley.

No arguments, no criticism, no blame.

Everything is very peaceful.

Peaceful like the sweet and passionate days.

She is not angry with him, he is also obedient, not like Milan who is stubborn and unbearable.

Every day, he cooks breakfast and dinner, and she eats quietly.

 Sometimes at night, he would even curl up on the sofa to watch TV, watching cartoons (Happy Sheep and Gray Wolf} which he liked the most.

"I am the gray wolf, Ashley is my red wolf."

Every time the movie was shown, that person would happily say this sentence.

He never got tired of saying it, as long as there were scenes of gray wolves and red wolves, he would repeat this sentence over and over again.

Every time, she would smile and tell him to peel apples and tangerines.

Like, everything was very good.

So good that it was a little different from reality.

On weekends, Meadow and Selma often came to her house, when they saw the harmonious scene of the two together, their jaws almost dropped to the ground, and they said in surprise: "You changed your personality?"

Selma blinked: "You forgave him? Ashley! The worst man in this century, can you forgive him so easily?"

Ashley just chuckled, she listened but did not pay attention to these words.

Meadow shook her head and said: 'Tsk tsk. You say, if outsiders find out, the arrogant Milan refuses to submit, obediently ties a lotus apron, wears red and blue rabbit slippers, and cooks in the kitchen like a family man, it will scare the whole S city, right?"

Sitting on Ashley's sofa, Meadow's eyes did not leave that tall figure, her eyes stared so intently that they seemed about to fall out.

Selma's expression was full of regret: 'It's a pity that he is not the real Milan.  If Milan can do these things for Ashley…"

Before she could finish her sentence, Meadow pulled her to her side. Selma carefully looked at Ashley standing beside her, the woman only smiled from beginning to end, seemingly not caring.

3 women, 1 man on the weekend, the sunlight outside was bright, the room was very warm, without the coldness of winter.

On the tea table, there was a pot of fruit tea, the man had brewed it.

'Milan is also very good." When leaving, Selma said a sentence: 'If after recovering, he can still be like this, it would be great."

Ashley just smiled, saying goodbye to the two people outside the door.

The door was closed, and the woman tilted her head to look at the man in the house: They praised him as good.

The man smiled foolishly: 'Milan just wants Ashley to be happy."

She smiled: 'I am very happy." Her eyes suddenly lit up, adding: 'Today."

That person was not satisfied: 'Just today? Milan wants Ashley to be happy, for the rest of your life."

The other woman, just standing in front of the door, smiled silently. This life is still very long. She thought to herself.

Milan will be with Ashley, that person looked at her foolishly: for the rest of his life. She did not know why such a foolish person could be so stubborn and serious.