The Day He Matured

Our group went along the blue streams to enter the valley.

Two days ago, some employees from the union office came here first and prepared the tents, food, firewood, and preparations for the big game.Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org exclusive © material.

Just now, when I heard the group leader’s brief announcement, I felt excited.

Some people realize that cardamom and wild vegetables can be eaten, so they pick them up while walking. As for me, I don’t know anything, so I just watched.

The cool water in the stream makes me extremely excited every time I stoop to wash my face.

The grass is soft and smooth under my feet as if it is hugging me. There are moments when I have to wade through streams, the feeling of coolness hugging my feet helps me forget all my fatigue and be full of energy.

Just now, when we were about to come here, our group stopped at the hotel, ate and drank, and showered to wake up. However, after sitting in the coach for another half an hour, I was exhausted again.

Fortunately, the water of the stream and the afternoon breeze in the forest helped me recover quickly.

“Be careful.” Harold quickly grabbed me as soon as I slipped.

“Thank you.”

He smiled and told me not to play with the water anymore.

The way he takes care of me is like a brother taking care of his sister.

I envy Brian. I want to rob Harold so that he can be my brother so that I can be spoiled.

Because Brian did not like Harold, and often separated from this brother, I deliberately went close to Harold so that he would not have the opportunity to be near me.

I guess the sitting position in the coach is because Harold deliberately sat next to Brian, or sat according to the arrangement.

“Mr. Harold, what tree is that?” I shouted when I saw ripe berries along the roadside.

“Oh, what tree is that?” Harold was bewildered and asked me back.

“It’s a wild raspberry tree.”

“Can I eat it?”

I turned my head and asked the person who had just answered, but then my tongue almost froze when I realized he was my boss, Brian.

Isn’t he at the end of the caravan? Since when did he jump up here? How many people did he sneak past to show up here?

“Would you like to eat it? I will pick it up for you.” Brian spoke softly.

“Eat… eat…”

What the hell is that? My head shook, but my mouth demanded food. Is my nervous system messed up? Why is it so erratic?

Harold pulled me aside to make way for others to move on, and Brian quickly went to pick ripe fruit for me.

There are also some guys who stop to pick raspberries for their lovers. I feel like I’m one of those girls.

“For you.” Brian held out his hand in front of me.

Perhaps my blood was rushing to my face, so I felt my face heat up.

As fast as lightning, I took all the ripe fruit, leaving no fruit for him, and hurriedly turned away, forgetting to say thank you.

“You seem to pamper your personal secretary too much, don’t you?”

“Of course. She worked very well.”

My steps were getting faster and faster, and soon I disappeared from the sight of the two of them after hearing those words.

Harold has noticed something unusual in the relationship between me and Brian, right?

That’s right, if Brian shows his affection for me in such an outrageous way, even a three-year-old child can recognize it, let alone an experienced person like the crown prince of Hana Corporation.

After three more hours, the picturesque valley appeared before our eyes. Vast and green are all words I can use to describe.

This place has absolutely no houses, only a few small shacks built by people to herd cows. The surrounding is surrounded by hills that are also covered with a green color.

The sunset gradually fell, dyeing the big clouds pink and it seemed to dye the whole valley pink. At this moment, I see this place as a fairyland.

The white tents have been set up in advance, each tent has a name on it, we just need to find the tent with our name on it.

Because the division is in the order of each department, everyone quickly finds their tent.

I put the last raspberry in my mouth and pulled out the small pillow and blanket, folding them neatly.

They only prepared mats for us and we brought our own pillows and blankets. I feel like I’m going back to my childhood, when I used to build a hut, and shelter from the rain with my friends, even though my parents called me, I still refused to enter the house.

“Hello dear, we are neighbors now.”

Brian suddenly poked his head into the tent door, making me almost faint on the spot.

Who wants to be his neighbor? If possible, I would like to change tents, away from his tent.

“What are you doing? Go back to your place. Are you going to make everyone suspect that we have a shady relationship?” I tried to lower my voice but my eyes widened to threaten the handsome guy who was crawling half-heartedly into my tent.

Contrary to my extreme anxiety, Brian kept showing a cheerful face.

His body is half inside and half outside, neither entering nor coming out. If anyone saw this scene, I would probably die, especially Harold.

An uneasy feeling invaded my whole body, I hurriedly crawled out and looked around.

Then, as soon as I looked to my right, I saw that the leg of the sales room employee had just popped out of the tent door and was slipping into flip-flops.

The situation was so urgent that I couldn’t do anything else. So I dragged Brian into the tent and then pulled the zipper.

Yes, he can spoil his personal secretary because I do my job well. He can pick raspberries for me. But he couldn’t let everyone see this shady scene.

We were traveling and there were no documents to sign in the tent.

“Sit still.” I put my hand to my mouth, making a sign.

He nodded, sitting still, as docile as a puppy, his eyes wide and sparkling.

I don’t find him cute at all, I just want to punch him in the face.

After a while, when the rally whistle sounded, I gingerly pulled the zipper of the tent, poked my head out, and looked around.

When I was sure this row of tents was empty, I turned my head and was about to call him.

“You… what are you looking at?”

I rushed to my backpack in panic, picked up the bra, and stuffed it into the backpack. Damn, maybe I accidentally dropped it while pulling out the pillow and blanket.

If it was two years ago, when we were still in love, I wouldn’t be shy. But now everything has changed.

“I feel normal. Why are you panicking?” Brian smiled gently and said.

“That’s right, you see it every day, so you feel normal.”

“What do you mean?” He frowned, his smile fading in an instant.

“You’re a smart man. Please answer yourself.”

After saying that, I got out of the tent and ran to the rendezvous point, leaving Brian in the tent. If he likes to sit in my tent, let him sit. If he’s bored, he crawls out himself.

Does he want me to tell him that he regularly sees Hellen’s bras? He should be self-aware.

He even pretended to be stupid and innocent in front of me. Detestable.