chapter 3

She remembered that she had been preparing since the morning, including clothes, makeup, accessories, and even their dinner. There was no one that Daisy had not carefully prepared.

But what she was waiting for was a bouquet of roses that she didn't like and Adam's indifferent question.

Daisy held her phone to calm down. She thought she had forgotten this experience long ago, but she didn't expect that she just sealed it in the deepest part of her memory.

If she remembered correctly, after this quarrel, the two of them fell into a cold war. Adam went on a business trip for a month, during which he had no contact with her.

In her memory, Adam did not come to her and say a word to her that night, nor did he coax her. Because the other party was preparing for an early flight at six o'clock tomorrow, Adam slept in the guest room.

Daisy looked at the time and prepared to see if her guess was true. She wanted to know if she had really gone back to the past.

Adam has already gone to bed at this time, and she has the room key to the guest room.

So a few minutes later, Daisy's figure appeared in front of the guest room door on the first floor. She also held a bunch of keys in her hand, one of which was for the guest room.

Daisy lowered her head and looked at her toes. In fact, she didn't need to look at them.

The scene in the Dining not far away can already explain it all.

The rose petals scattered on the ground and the completely cold food on the table all showed what had just happened here.

She really went back to a year ago.

The lights on the first floor had long been extinguished, and it was pitch black, but Daisy's movements were not restricted at all in the darkness.

This is a home she arranged with her own hands. She is familiar with everything here, and she can move freely here even without a light.

Daisy looked at the guest room key lying quietly in her hand. She was stunned for a long time but still did not open the door of the guest room without authorization.

She lowered her eyes, took back the key, and then walked towards the Dining.

Daisy stopped in front of the dining table and looked at the mess in this place with the cold moonlight shining from the window.

She stepped forward and picked up the bouquet of roses scattered on the ground. Many of the petals fell off, and some of them were even broken by the two of them.

In fact, she doesn't like roses. It's just because this bouquet of roses was given by Adam that it becomes different from other roses.

Daisy simply cleaned it and put it back into the glass vase on the dining table, but no matter how she put it, she felt that the bouquet of flowers didn't look good.

Daisy stared blankly at the somewhat broken bouquet, but what she was thinking about was her relationship with Adam.

They met when they were fourteen years old, and from that time on, Daisy fell in love with Adam.

She felt that it was time for this unrequited love that had lasted for twelve years to end.

She should have understood a long time ago that if her heart was still lukewarm after covering it for twelve years, it might not really belong to her.

She had stolen two years of time that did not belong to her. She should be satisfied, and it was time for Adam to return it to others.

Daisy looked at the untouched food on the table and finally dumped it all into the trash can, while she put the dishes and chopsticks into the kitchen sink.

Looking at the restored Dining, Daisy showed a wry smile on her face. Their relationship will be like this in the future, clean and never intersecting again.

Early the next morning, Daisy was woken up by the noise coming from downstairs. She looked at the time and saw it was five o'clock in the morning.

She remembered that from that day on, she and Adam started a cold war that lasted for several months, during which neither one lowered his head and contacted the other first.

Although she had already experienced this once, she still felt very uncomfortable if she experienced it again.

But she knew it was best for them not to meet now.

She didn't know if she would die of a terminal illness like she did in her last life if she had it to do over again. If there was no chance of reversing this matter, then she still had too much to do.

She won't waste all her time on Adam this time, and she doesn't want to regret it again.

As written in that novel, Adam was the protagonist and she was the cannon fodder. They were never suitable.

But it is impossible to say that she really has no feelings for Adam. A relationship of twelve years is not so easily let go.

Daisy lay on her back on the bed, hearing the rustling sounds coming from downstairs, and seeing the familiar ceiling in front of her eyes.