Her voice had been delicate as she shouted "Calvin" with a soft lingering charm, which made those who listened to it turn numb.
At that moment, he had still been joking with John. "Where did you get this treasure from? She's too likable."
John glanced softly at him but did not say anything.
That first glance had no malice, but after the incident had passed, he'd felt a sense of ambiguity.
Calvin looked at the woman in front of him. He had not seen her for three years and she became even more beautiful. She was not the ignorant girl she used to be.
The cheerful and cute girl had become gentle now.
That smile on her lips seemed to be smiling yet not smiling at the same time, which made him have a bad premonition.
He wanted to pretend that he did not know her, but it seemed impossible as she had already called him "Cal." If he pretended that he did not know her, it would be obvious that he was burying his head in the sand.
