Love Unspoken

Orion had already gone in and brought out a set of clothes.

"Here." He said, "I saw these clothes while wandering around the streets these past few days and thought they would suit you. It would help if you changed into them quickly. They're clean." Quinn picked up the clothes and laid them on the sofa. She proceeded to take off her coat, then her sweater, and finally, the thermal clothing underneath.

Orion had just taken a sip of water when he suddenly noticed that Quinn had nearly stripped down in front of him.

Startled, he choked on the water, spitting some out and inhaling the rest, causing him to cough uncontrollably.

Quinn instinctively looked up at him. Her eyes filled with a hint of confusion.

"You...you..." Orion looked at Quinn strangely. "Are you changing your clothes here?"

Upon hearing Orion's words, Quinn stopped midway through changing, holding her pants in hand. She was engulfed in a moment of hesitation, torn between continuing or stopping. Orion rubbed his forehead, deliberately avoiding eye contact with Quinn, and then headed towards the kitchen.

"I'll get you some hot coffee."

Once Orion had left for the kitchen, Quinn continued to change her clothes. She took off her wet clothes and put on the ones Orion had given her.

The sizes were quite fitting, which made Quinn more convinced that she must know Orion.

Quinn took her wet clothes to the bathroom and placed them down. When she came out, she went to the kitchen.

Orion was still wearing his wet sweater, busily making hot coffee for Quinn.

Hearing footsteps, Orion turned to look at Quinn. Seeing her dressed so fittingly, a satisfied smile appeared on his face.

Orion said, "It seems I remembered correctly. You look really good in this."

Quinn glanced down at her outfit - a white sweater paired with white wide-leg pants that matched Orion's. Wasn't it just a regular outfit?"

Orion completed brewing the coffee and tested the temperature of the cup by touching it. "It's too hot. Let's give it a moment to cool down before we drink it." Saying this, Orion took the coffee ;to the living room.

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Quinn followed Orion with many questions she wanted to ask, but he was always busy.

Orion set the coffee on the table before heading back to his room to change. When he returned, he flashed a smile at Quinn, who responded by pursing her lips, still showing some resistance towards Orion. Orion said, "Sit down, don't just stand there."

Quinn made a hand gesture. "Do you know me?"

The smile at the corner of Orion's mouth faltered slightly. He gazed at Quinn, his lips pressing together as he fell into a brief silence, his expression shifting to one of seriousness. "Don't you remember me?" Orion asked in return.

Quinn shook her head, her gaze at Orion full of unfamiliarity.

Orion asked, "What happened to you? Did you lose your memory?"

Quinn gestured, "I don't know, I don't recognize you."

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Suddenly, Quinn stood up, glaring at him somewhat angrily.

Orion was taken aback again. "What's wrong?"

Quinn gestured angrily, "You're not allowed to speak ill of him."

Orion's pupils gradually dilated as he gazed at Quinn in disbelief, struggling to comprehend how much she had transformed in just over twenty days.

Recalling Quinn's bold act of changing clothes in front of him, Orion finally realized that something was amiss.

"Quinn, you..." Orion was about to say something when suddenly there was a buzzing at the door.

The words that Orion wanted to say remained unspoken. No one should be aware of Orion's residence.

Who could be ringing the doorbell so late at night? Orion chose to ignore the doorbell, wanting to keep questioning Quinn, but the sound rang out once more. Annoyed, Orion got up and headed towards the door, calling out, "Who's there at this hour of the night?