Mr. Marsh’s Twins

That night, on the campus boulevard lined with plane trees, he couldn’t resist holding her hand, wrapping his arm around her shoulder, and kissing her lips. When Spencer thought back to that kiss, he still felt a sweetness in his heart, an overwhelming sense of happiness. Those sweet, unforgettable, precious memories of youth-she probably didn’t remember them anymore. Spencer often wondered whether this was fortunate or unfortunate for Summer. They say that those who have memories are happy, but isn’t that also a regret?

At this moment, Summer faced the gentle evening breeze, watching the cars come and go on the road as her thoughts drifted away. This kind of night, this kind of breeze, this kind of light, and the rustling sound of leaves-it all felt familiar yet she couldn’t recall it specifically. She was trying to remember… remember… But she knew it must have been an incredibly beautiful night.

As they got closer to the neighborhood, Spencer wanted to slow down and walk with her a bit longer. He wanted to hold her hand, feel her warmth, or wrap his arm around her shoulder. But he was afraid of pushing her away. So he restrained himself; even though he still loved her deeply, he was very aware of his own position.

Just then, Spencer’s phone rang, breaking the silence and pulling both of them back from their thoughts. The girl glanced at him; he took out his phone and looked at the caller ID before stopping in his tracks. Summer withdrew her gaze and continued walking forward; after all, it didn’t seem polite to listen to someone else’s phone call.

Spencer stared at the caller ID for a moment before answering. “Hello.” He made sure to be about ten steps away from Summer so she wouldn’t hear the voice on the other end.

“Spencer, is it inconvenient for you to take this call?” The person on the other end asked, noting the delay in his response.

Spencer started walking again but slowed his pace. “Go ahead.” Even if it was inconvenient, he really wanted to know what they had to say.

“We’ve uncovered more information about Rupert Brightwood that you hadn’t received before. It’s been sent to your email.”

“How reliable is it?” Spencer furrowed his brow and asked quietly.

At that moment, a blinding car light shone directly at them! Spencer instinctively raised his hand to shield his eyes and saw that Summer was right in front of the car! It was clear that the vehicle was out of control! Inside the car, a couple was arguing; the girl in the passenger seat was recklessly grabbing the steering wheel.NôvelDrama.Org owns © this.

“Summer!” Spencer sprinted forward! The car swerved erratically on the road as screeching brakes filled the air! He dashed over in a few strides, dropping his phone in the process. At the critical moment, he grabbed her arm and pulled her into his embrace!

Just as the out-of-control car charged straight at them!!

With Summer protected in his arms, Spencer turned his body so that his arm brushed against the car’s body-

The immense force knocked both of them down; they rolled several times while holding each other tightly!

But they avoided a direct collision!

Bang!

The car crashed into a stone pillar; its front end crumpled and started smoking!

Instinctively protecting her even while rolling on the ground, Spencer ensured she wasn’t hurt at all; he bore all the impact himself.

“Summer, are you okay?” He held her with one arm while supporting himself with the other hand on the ground. Under the streetlight’s glow, he could see that she was still conscious; her head wasn’t injured and there were no cuts on her face. He let out a sigh of relief.

Summer was petrified!

She lay on the ground in his arms, staring at him with wide eyes filled with shock!

They lay on a nearby tactile paving strip in an intertwined position, their breaths mingling together.

Until she felt something sticky and slowly turned her gaze-Summer saw blood seeping from his arm…