Chapter 67
So You Don't Forget Who I am
Dafa stopped at the street of the house complex like he always did, but tonight, instead of letting me walk the rest of the way alone, he turned off the engine and got off the bike. He didn't say anything at first. He just stood there for a second, as if gathering his thoughts, then walked beside me.
His steps matched mine. Not rushing. Not slowing down. Just… there. A steady presence at my side. Not angry. Not cold. Just thinking. And somehow, that silence felt louder than any argument.
We reached my gate. The warm glow from the living room window spilled over us, turning the small space between our feet into a soft square of gold. The night air felt gentler there, like the world wanted to pause with us.
He turned to me, his expression carved from something hard and unreadable. For a moment, I thought he was going to say good night and leave.
Instead, with a tight breath, he said quietly,
