Only you in my love

It had been a long time since Leon heard Michelle say his name in such a sweet voice.

The light that blew out in his amber eyes slowly came back to life as his lips arced into a joyous smile.

At that moment, he wanted to lock her into a tight embrace, but he was afraid he might scare her away again.

After a second of hesitation, he took a small step back and shook the bag he was holding in front of her.

"Michelle, this is the perfume I promised to give you. I haven't had the chance to give it to you lately, and if I put it aside again, it will become moldy," Leon said frankly. Michelle took the bag and looked at him. "Will the perfume be moldy?"

Seeing her cute stunned look paired with her bright eyes made Leon chuckle a little bit.

He reached out to touch her forehead, but Michelle was quick to step back and dodge it. Suddenly, he didn't know what to do with his hand hanging in the air.

It was as though the cold evening wind froze his fingers as he felt his hand become pale.

One after the other, many people started arriving at the gate of the theater. They were within earshot of both Leon and Michelle, so they could still hear their light chatters.

All the while, both of them felt awkward standing near each other that all they could do was look at each other in silence.

Michelle broke their stare and hurriedly lowered her eyes. She held the bag containing the perfume and dug her fingers in it.

Then slowly, Leon withdrew his hand away from her.

The sweet greeting he had received earlier turned out to be nothing more than an illusion. Now, he was faced with the reality in which there existed a wall separating them. The light that once shone in his amber eyes started to dim and lose its glimmer.

"It's cold out here. Let's go inside," Leon said softly, trying to hide the sad feeling growing in him.

"Oh, okay." Michelle followed him obediently.

As expected, it wasn't as cold as outside when they entered the theater.

The two of them walked to the front row and sat in the best seats. Bryant had arrived before them. When he saw Michelle, he looked a little surprised.

Valerie gave them one ticket each, apart from Leon, who received two. She had asked him to invite Michelle to watch the performance.

Her cousin's action perplexed Bryant even more.

She liked Leon, but she wasn't actively pursuing him. Instead, she was claiming to be his friend and was even helping him with her love troubles with Michelle.

It wasn't like her cousin to do something like that. The Valerie he knew would not give up but would fight for it instead.

'Has her temper softened these past four years?' Bryant contemplated.

"Here you are." Bryant nodded and smiled.

"Hi, Bryant," Michelle greeted.

"Michelle, take a seat." Leon sat next to Bryant and let Michelle sit next to him. "Call him by his full name. You two are not familiar with each other." Michelle didn't understand what Leon was trying to say.

With a faint smile, Bryant looked at Leon. He understood his intention in what he had said and played along. "Yes, just call me by my full name." Michelle shook her head and mumbled, "But it's not polite to call you by your full name."

"Then call me Mr. Feng." He turned his attention to Leon. "By the way, Wynn has something to deal with today, so he won't be able to come."

"I see." Leon kind of expected it.

After all, Wynn didn't like Valerie, so it made sense that he wouldn't want to come.

"Aww...Wynn's not coming." A look of pity took over Michelle's face. She placed the bag between her legs and held both sides of the bag, carefully protecting it from falling.

It contained the perfume that Leon had given her.

'I'll finally be able to smell like Leon,'

she thought to herself and snickered.

When Leon looked at her, she caught her smiling. He was glad that she had taken a liking to the perfume he had given her and considered giving her more in the future. Suddenly, the theater hall turned pitch black.

A single spotlight shone on the stage, which signaled the start of the performance.

However, Michelle didn't pay much attention to the stage. But rather, her focus was on Leon. From time to time, she would steal a glance at him every time the light on the stage reflected on his face. She didn't dare look at him openly. All she could do was sit still nervously, afraid that Leon would find out if she moved a little.

She felt like she was a peeping Tom.

And yet, she felt particularly happy just seeing Leon.

She could make out a vague outline of his eyebrows and lips every time the lights would flash onto him.

Giselle was Leon's favorite stage play. He watched it with pure awe and fascination and felt enchanted with every movement.

Everyone thought he fell in love with Valerie at first sight when he first saw her at the charity dinner. But the truth he didn't fall in love with her until she had invited him to watch the stage play Giselle. Back then, Valerie had played the role of Giselle, a simple and lively girl living in the countryside.

It didn't take long for him to be completely enamored by the girl on the stage.

And the spell that had been cast upon him the first time he watched it carried into present time. Watching it now, he still felt the same feeling of attraction when he first saw Giselle on stage.

Yet despite this, he couldn't help but turn his head to the girl next to him. Seeing her under the dim lights made Leon smile.

Before they knew it, the play Giselle had already ended.

The lights in the theater came back to life. Once everything was bright, Michelle looked away and pursed his lips.

She hadn't seen him enough.

No matter how much she had looked at him during the play, she still didn't feel satisfied.

When Leon saw her face, he thought she looked a little disappointed. "I'll take you to watch it again whenever you have free time."

Michelle's eyes lit up and she nodded.

"Are we leaving?" She didn't want to leave just yet. Because if they did, then she would no longer be close to Leon. 'I'll go back to the club, while Leon will go back to... Where? His apartment or the hotel?'

She didn't dare to indulge her own question. Just thinking about it made her chest tighten.

She didn't even want to stand up from her chair.

"We won't leave for the time being. I'll introduce a friend to you." Leon stood up, his tall figure casting a large shadow over Michelle.

He sensed her hesitation.

"Don't you want to see my friend? We can leave if you don't want to," he said.

When she heard that Leon was about to leave, Michelle sprang up from her chair and said in a sincere voice, "Yes. I want to see your friend."

The abrupt change in Michelle's disposition confused Leon for a short moment. "Let's go. She's the one who played Giselle and danced on stage." Since Michelle didn't pay attention to the play, she could only nod in hesitation.

"Is she your classmate in college? The one who didn't dare to eat sweet food and got fat as soon as she ate it?" Michelle always remembered this.

Leon smiled. "I'll introduce you to her next time. But the person you'll be meeting later is Valerie, Bryant's cousin."

Michelle gasped. All of a sudden, her entire body felt heavy as though she was rooted to the floor.

'So this is why Leon wanted me to watch this play with him today.

He wants me to meet the person he likes so that I'll stop liking him.'

Michelle didn't feel the need for Leon to do that.

In her mind, she was already wishing for their happiness.

"Michelle?" Leon noticed that she wasn't following him, so he stopped in his tracks. When he turned around, he saw that her face was white as a ghost. He felt nervous. "Why are you so pale? Are you sick? I'll take you to the hospital first." "Go ahead. I'll stay and let Valerie know," Bryant said with concern.

As soon as Leon touched her back, Michelle placed her hand down and explained to Leon, "No, no. I'm not sick. I'm just feeling a little cold."

Her body wasn't the only thing that felt cold. So did her heart.

"That's because you're not wearing thicker clothes." Leon frowned. He took off his coat and wrapped it around Michelle's shoulder. But she moved her body and tried to shrug it off.

Leon didn't give her a chance to break away. Without any effort, he managed to wrap Michelle in his coat.

His brows were furrowed and his tone sounded angry. "Don't move. I'm asking you to wear it. Be good, okay?"

Michelle was too weak to resist, so she had no choice but to put her arms into the sleeves.

The coat smelled a lot like Leon, and when she put it on, she felt as though it was Leon himself who was wrapping his body around her.

It felt like her back leaned against his chest.

It was just like when they took a bus before, and Leon protected her from behind.

Michelle's face, which was once pale, turned pink. It was hard to tell whether she was flustered or not.0000000☐☐☐☐☐☐☐