Christopher Brown

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  • by Christopher Brown The moment Xu Mey placed the phone against her ear an alluring but lazy voice rang out, "Dear student, I heard you were at the hospital last night." It wasn’t a question and Xu Mey knew it very well. "If you know that then you must know why I was there, Sensei," A smile was lingering on her lips curling them upwards. "I know about the allergy and I also know you went to Xu Residence yesterday. So, I don’t have to think much to figure out anything else. What I want to know is how are you?" The…
  • by Christopher Brown All of them didn’t stay for long. They only advise Xu Mey to take care of her health and threw warning looks towards Ye Jie before leaving. Ye Jie pulled Xu Mey to their bedroom after everyone left. "I’m really sorry," She heard his faint guilty voice as he made her sit on the bed. She arched her brows in a questioning manner. "Sorry for not being much of help with mom and food." After comprehending his meaning she said, "It’s not much of a deal." Ye Jie gave a humorless smile. "I would have…
  • by Christopher Brown The people always deem you the way they want you to be. We don’t have control over how someone thinks about us or through which filters they are looking at us. Everyone has the entitlement to think but no one has the right to judge. But we forget this very easily. We love to judge everything around us. It’s like judging will bring the feeling of sanctimonious to us. And the more someone tries to please us, the more we have the cause to believe that he’s faking it. But our human nature doesn’t…
  • by Christopher Brown "Ah! What are you guys doing here?" She was really surprised to see them standing before her. "Weren’t you out of country Wang? And Lin Shen, you had some surgeries, you promised in S City. As for you He Jian, I thought you had to stay at your family home." In all her rambling, she didn’t notice the way they were looking at her. He Jian moved forward and pulled her in for a hug making her stop rambling. "You didn’t even bother to tell us that you were at the hospital yesterday. Are we that…
  • by Christopher Brown If Xu Mey had heard Ye Jie’s words, she would have realized the meaning behind his ’I’m sorry!’. An apology is also a weird thing. If you apologize, you feel like it was not enough and if you don’t apologize, it keeps gnawing at your heart. For Ye Jie, his doubt of a minute was enough to make him ashamed at himself for the rest of his life. Words and actions are not the only things you should be sorry about. Your thoughts also matter. Because those thoughts make you. Ye Jun sat beside…
  • by Christopher Brown "Ouch!" Ye Jie slapped the back of Ye Jun’s head. "Nothing happened last night." Before Ye Jun could open his mouth, Ye Jie added, "Xu Mey was helping me clean up the wound and a small shard in my hand hurt her. Okay?" Ye Jie had to think of a lie in a hurry and that was the only thing that came to his mind. But the lie he told to save Xu Mey from trouble made her feel even more guilty. "Oh... Mom, Dad, what brought you to my place?" Suddenly remembering, Ye Jie asked. "We thought we should…
  • by Christopher Brown Trying to avoid sleep can never make the nightmare go away. The nightmares we see with open eyes are scarier. The dawn’s first light can help you escape the looming shadows of your nightmares but what about the reality that you have to face with that first light of dawn. We can pick our nightmares neither can we choose our reality. It’s either the cruel reality or ruthless nightmares, both choose us. In that case, we can have only two choices; Either we let the nightmares or reality destroy our soul…
  • by Christopher Brown There was absolute darkness with no ray of light. It was like a canvas painted in black with other colors left to the imagination of the person appraising it. The darkness was like a promise. A promise of her ineluctable doom and gloom. Suddenly, a sliver of moonlight splashed down the darkroom as a silver-white glow painting the black canvas. The milky white light caressed her small, weak and pale figure clad in a white gown. She was sitting on the cold hard floor as she hugged her knees to her chest…
  • by Christopher Brown Ye Jie splashed his face with cold water for a long time. He was tired but at this moment, he looked completely beaten up. The wisps of his hair fell over his eyes. His eyes were getting bloodshot. Through deep breaths, he calmed down himself and walked inside the E.R. The doctor was relating some precautions to Xu Mey who gave the impression of being concentrated on his words. Her swelling had visibly gone down but there were still some red spots on her body and face. When he came near her bed, he…
  • by Christopher Brown In the E.R, Xu Mey was waiting patiently for Ye Jie oblivious to Ye Jie’s feelings which were in a turmoil. "Ms. Xu Mey?" She heard a familiar but unassertive voice. She looked at the middle-aged man heading towards her bed. The only thing giving away his age was the grey hair on his head. Other then that. he had a lanky frame and radiant face. A crease appeared between her brows. "Dr. Zhu? What are you doing here?" It was the doctor whom she met earlier this week for consultation. When Dr. Zhu…
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