Chapter 119

After that, they didn't speak any further.

They silently finished their meal and left the kitchen, each returning to their dorms.

Summer entered her dorm, closed the door, and walked straight to her bed, collapsing onto it.

Staring at the ceiling, she took a deep breath and couldn't help but think—Logan was truly heartless and unfeeling. Even after spending so much time with him, he remained that cold, emotionless stone.

Especially today, after taking such good care of him for half a day, he wasn't even a bit moved or grateful. Instead, he had the nerve to tell her to keep her distance from him.

If she had known he would be like this, she wouldn't have taken care of him at all. Letting him lie there with a fever for a couple of days would have served him right.

Although she had always been cautious and never treated him as a close friend, hearing him say those words still felt like a needle pricking her heart.

It's fortunate she never considered him a friend; otherwise, it would have hurt even more.

Thinking this, Summer sat up and grabbed the mirror from the desk to look at her face.

Compared to when she first moved here, her face now had two more distinct features—her eyebrows.

After looking in the mirror for a while, Summer put it down and thought again.

If Logan wanted to keep his distance, so be it. As long as they lived together, worked together, and set up stalls together, there would be plenty of opportunities to gather energy, even if it was slower.

According to the timeline in the novel, there were about ten months left until they got the permit to return to the city.

Ten months wasn't short. She just needed to complete her goal within this time.

She didn't want to be shameless about it either.

Once she achieved her goal, she would no longer bother him.

***

In the dorm next door.

Logan lay back in bed, wrapped in his blanket, resting.

With a sickly complexion, he closed his eyes, but he wasn't really asleep.

Being ill made him weak, and his willpower was also somewhat fragile.

With his eyes closed, his mind was uncontrollably filled with the moments he spent with Summer in the countryside.

The more he thought about it, the more his breathing became irregular.

He knew very well that his feelings for her were different.

In the past six months of being together, he had done many things for her that he normally wouldn't do for anyone else.

Before today, he didn't think there was anything wrong with that.

He knew Summer stayed with him and clung to him not because she liked him. They had always kept things clear and never talked about feelings.

He was born unlikable. Even his biological father had no affection for him. How could Summer possibly like him?

Especially since she had been infatuated with Henry for so long, there was no way she could suddenly like him.

She approached him cautiously and spent time with him, not out of affection but because she wanted to use him to get over Henry and because she was isolated by the others in the village and wanted a companion to ease her loneliness.

He was aware of everything.

But today, seeing Summer busy taking care of him by his bed, he found himself a bit confused.

Several times, he wanted to keep looking at her.

He even wanted to reach out and hold her hand, asking her to stay with him.

So, the words he said to Summer at the dinner table were carefully considered before he spoke them.

He never intended to have a romantic relationship with anyone, especially not with a woman.

Not before, not now, and not in the future.

After moving to the countryside, his only goal was to perform well and be the first to get the permit to return to the city when it became available.

Feelings, to him, were unnecessary distractions and burdens.

They only disrupted his mood, caused trouble, and delayed his progress.

He would never be a fool who pursued someone knowing there were no feelings involved.

***

Summer didn't stay in her dorm for long.

After sitting for a while, she got up and went to the school.

At noon, the school was empty, and she sat quietly in the office, reading books and doing exercises.

When she heard the sound of children arriving for school, she looked outside, then at the clock, and when it was time, she went out to ring the bell for the afternoon classes.

After ringing the bell, she came back to prepare for the upcoming class.

But she had just sat down for a short while when she heard someone walk into the office.

Summer looked up and saw Logan.

Seeing him sit at the desk next to her, she hesitated for a moment but then asked, "The fever just subsided, shouldn't you rest for half a day?"

Logan replied, "No need."

He had just checked his temperature at the infirmary, and his fever had gone down to normal.

Moreover, he didn't have any other symptoms like a stuffy nose or cough.

If he really couldn't teach, he could just let the students study on their own.

Seeing Logan like this, Summer didn't ask any more questions.

She continued her preparations until it was time to ring the bell for class and then went to the classroom next door to teach.

Logan, of course, wasn't fully recovered.

After sitting in the office for a while and feeling cold, he took a book and a chair outside to sit in the sun while reading.