Love Command: Darling, Do You Yield?-Chapter 183 - 184: Ming Immediately Says Goodbye 1

Iris Harris looked at her fingertips in a daze, she had been thinking less and less about Brandan Hyde lately.

Her body slowly began to feel fatigued, she didn’t have much strength to walk, and when death is within reach, a person doesn’t have the mind to think about other things.

The emotions that had struggled, torn her apart, been hated, and been loved, were like the ashes left after a great fire, leaving only wisps of smoke that eventually dissipate.

She was just waiting to die.

Iris Harris thought her heart was calm like still water, yet at this moment, sensing Brandan Hyde’s tears, her serene heart couldn’t help but ripple slightly.

Perhaps she had never seen Brandan Hyde like this before.

This man, always so aloof and cold-hearted, trampling on others’ sincerity casually, how could he possibly cry?

Yet, he did cry.

What had happened?

She knew Brandan Hyde was not behaving normally. He had insisted on keeping her in the hospital initially, and now, inexplicably, he brought her back home. Although for her now, without a suitable bone marrow, whether in the hospital or here, she was just waiting to die.

Maybe Brandan Hyde thought that keeping her in the hospital could bring him more psychological comfort.

But now, what made him change his mind?

Iris Harris was puzzled, unable to figure it out.

The quilt was very soft, Iris Harris rubbed her face against it, deciding not to think about those things. The air didn’t have the dreary smell of the hospital, making her feel much more comfortable; she was very drowsy.

That night, she had a dream.

The dream was very familiar, from a long time ago when she was with Brandan Hyde. 𝑓𝓇𝘦ℯ𝘸𝘦𝑏𝓃𝑜𝘷ℯ𝑙.𝑐𝑜𝓂

It was a midday in midsummer, and the classmates had all gone home after school, either picked up to have lunch at home. She lay on her desk, asleep, and the classroom was rarely quiet.

In a daze, someone patted her shoulder.

"Iris Harris, aren’t you going to have lunch?"

She raised her head and saw Brandan Hyde’s face; young and charming, with a lollipop in his mouth, one cheek puffed out.

"No."

Viola Harris had already been picked up, and Mr. Harris had given her lunch money, telling her to buy something to eat, but she didn’t feel like it.

"Huh?" Brandan Hyde looked at her in surprise, "Did you eat?"

"...I did." She hesitated for a moment and lied.

"Tsk."

Brandan Hyde glanced at her, reached into his school uniform and rummaged around, pulling out a lollipop, and offered it to her, "Here, for you."

"..."

"Don’t be picky. It’s all I have. Don’t like sweets?"

Iris Harris stared at the lollipop for a long time before taking it: "No."

She unwrapped it, and the sweet strawberry flavor spread from her tongue. Brandan Hyde sat on her desk, swinging his legs: "Strawberry flavor, do you like it?"

He tilted his head to feel the breeze, and the gentle wind blew by his slightly sun-bleached fringes. The handsome face of the young boy seemed to glow slightly under the sunlight, and the sweet strawberry aroma overwhelmed her senses. It suddenly reminded Iris Harris that her liking for strawberries seemed to have started from this moment.

She liked candy.

Liked sweets.

Liked strawberries.

Many habits were things he once taught her.

That was the last summer she remembered, the sound of cicadas and the strawberry scent coming from Brandan Hyde mixed into a memorable fragrance, vividly lingering in her memory.