Noah Reed was dressed in a suit and leather shoes.
You could no longer see the traces of despair from a few days ago.
He had thoroughly sorted out his thoughts.
The past was in the past.
He loved the current Delia Frieman, the one right in front of him, and that had nothing to do with the past.
Before he sorted out his thoughts, he thought the world was terrible, and life was meaningless.
After sorting out his thoughts, he thought the sky was truly blue, the grass was really green, and even the air was fragrant.
Delia Frieman watched Noah Reed, her heart beating fast.
She was somewhat surprised.
She didn't expect that after so many days, Noah Reed would come back.
It felt like a dream.
The man before her eyes was vibrant, with a smile on his lips. If it were an illusion, it was incredibly real.
She quietly pinched the outside of her thigh.
Hisss!
It was painful.
She wasn't dreaming.
The person standing in front of her was indeed Noah Reed.
