A person who looks exactly like him.
"Who is he?"
Do you even have to ask who it is?
Brandon's expression was a little crazy, and even his light green eyes, which were exactly the same as Nick's, showed a hint of scarlet.
He doesn't need to know whether Crystal has retained the memory of her previous life because no matter whether she retains it or not, he will bring Crystal back to him. He and Crystal have been separated for too long, and his lonely time has made him imagine too many kinds of reunions. In the picture, he has too much to say and too many things to do.
But no matter which one, it's not like it is now.
The person he had been longing for appeared in front of him, looking at another person with gentle eyes that would only look at him, someone who was 70% or 80% similar to him.
Then he looked at his embarrassed self indifferently.
If I talk to her nicely, she will go home with me.
Brandon looked a little flustered.
Olivia told him when he came here. Although Olivia didn't know what happened to them, she probably knew that it was Brandon who made her unhappy in the first place. She knew Brandon's temper best. He must have given Crystal his sarcastic remarks. Forced to come to central Town.
"If Miss Ford doesn't want to come back with you, don't worry and have a good talk with her first."
"Money, status, power, whatever she wants, just give it to her. Mr. Spencer is so smart and capable. It's easy to capture someone."
Brandon does not need to chase others. After all, who will reject him? He is handsome and powerful. If you get his favor, it will be someone else's lifelong dream.
Olivia's words lingered in his ears. In fact, Brandon didn't hear a few words at all, but there was one sentence that he heard.
If he reduces big things to trivial matters, will everything be fine?
Maybe... Crystal is just jealous, Brandon thought.
She actually cares about my relationship history. Although she doesn't say it, Brandon can sometimes feel that his engagement with Miss Green in his previous life is really just a rumor. Although Brandon doesn't know what to explain to her, as long as he gives it to her to save face, give her a good explanation, and Crystal should come back to him.
He thought that after seeing Crystal, he should hold back first, not cry, nor make himself so worthless.
Brandon cleared his throat and tried to make his voice sound less hoarse. The afternoon sun was very nice, and it shone warmly on his body. He didn't know why, but it turned into an uncomfortable feeling.
Brandon felt as if he was wrapped in something. He gritted his teeth and deliberately did not look at Crystal.
"Crystal... I'm here to take you home."
"I don't have to pursue the matter of you leaving without saying goodbye. No matter what happens, you go back with me first."
He took Crystal's hand.
The woman's hands were as warm as usual; they were comfortable. They wrapped around his hands as usual, making Brandon vaguely feel something familiar.
"Where to go?" Crystal asked. "Where else to go?" Brandon asked back.
"Go home."
"Home?"
"Brandon is talking about the previous house?"
They tacitly did not refer to their previous lives as past lives, nor did they confirm whether each other remembered the past lives. In fact, there was no need to confirm. The fact that Brandon came to her and Crystal spoke to her in this manner proved that they both had past lives' memory.
"Where else could it be... where else do you want to go?"
Brandon was suddenly stunned.
But, where is the home?
Nothing has happened yet. The small house they lived together in their previous life has not yet been built. He has been there, and has he forgotten? It is empty, with no furniture, and no small bathtub. There is no double bed. Crystal saved money for a long time to buy it because Brandon is a prince. If she doesn't buy him an expensive mattress, he will sleep in Crystal's arms. He can sleep in bad places also for missions, but he was extremely delicate in front of Crystal; neither this nor that would work.
Because someone is spoiling him.
No one would wear a bear apron and cook double red soup for him. Who came up with that trick? It's an inhumane thing. It takes two hours to stew. It also has to be simmered over low heat. The heat is poor. Every bit of it ruined the entire soup, so I couldn't do anything for the past two hours but had to stare at that damn bowl of soup.
Because Brandon likes it.
If Brandon likes it, Crystal will do it because Crystal loves him. Brandon suddenly panicked. He looked at Crystal as if he realized something. The person who has always loved him, Crystal's face was a little sarcastic, but also a little sad.
"Why are you looking at me like that... don't you... don't want to go back with me..."
Brandon grabbed her sleeves, "I've been looking for you for a long time, and there are some things I can't explain for a while. Why don't we go back first... and then we'll talk about it later."
"Brandon, you..." Crystal pointed to his hand, "Calm down first."
"What are you calming down about?"
"I can't go back with you."
"There is no way you can go back with me..." Brandon repeated this sentence.
He knows every word, but why can't he understand the combination?