He is Enchanted

The Way You Make Me Laugh

Ethan put his hand on the doorknob. He then turned his eyes to Roman, who then smiled.

"I'm fine. You don't have to worry," said Roman.

Ethan bit the inside of his cheek. He looked directly at him, looked into that old man's eyes, and looked for any traces of sadness there.

But Ethan didn't find it.

"Are you sure?" he asked while blinking rapidly.

Roman grabbed Ethan's shoulders, then that old man nodded firmly. Ethan couldn't see any uncertainty in how he nodded or from whatever was in him.

"Okay then. But if you feel sad or upset, or whatever it was, you have to tell me, did you copy?"

Roman nodded his head again. Roman even pushed the doorknob. Even though Ethan's hand was still there, Roman opened it, making Ethan go out.

"You have to remember it if you get to-"

But Roman pushed him away. "I have a meeting. I'll be late if you keep talking," he said hastily.

Ethan frowned. "Okay, but give me a hug first."

Roman closed his eyes with a smile. He pushed the door half-closed before he took Ethan back into his arms.

"Are you going to the cafe today, Mr. Pearson?" asked Ethan as Roman let go of his hug. Roman nodded his head, quickly opened the door again, then pushed Ethan gently.

But Ethan fought Roman's gentle nudge. "I can't come today. I have an appointment with my father's client to have dinner. He said it's an important client so I have to go. Isn't he really annoying? I fe-"

Roman nodded his head, pushing Ethan even harder until Ethan couldn't keep his position. The door was now completely closed, and Ethan was outside Roman's room.

Ethan finally walked away.

If Ethan didn't even dare to raise his head earlier when he arrived, he even looked around that time.

Ethan even lifted his chin. When he walked in front of that perverted Seamus's desk. Apparently, no one was at his desk. He doesn't know where the perverted Seamus went.

Ethan didn't even want to think about that. He had time to greet the security in front of the elevator before finally stepping into the elevator.

And until the elevator closed, that p*****t had not returned to his desk yet.

Even until Ethan got into his car and left Roman's office, he didn't even see where Seamus was.

"I hope he rots on his desk," Ethan chimed in, laughing like a villain in some movie.

***

As Ethan said, he couldn't come to Guen's cafe today.

Ethan hadn't even read Roman's text. Although it is just a thank you for sending the photos he meant.

Roman closed his book, placing it beside his drink. This time, he ordered a hot latte, so Roman didn't have to worry about the dew from his glass accidentally soaking his book.

The photo was indeed Ane and her friends at the airport entrance. She also saw Eggbert and other men in the group. Eggbert was clearly lying to Roman because he said he had a family business that required him to take his time off.

But, it could be that they accidentally met at the airport, right? Eggbert, who happens to greet Ane, also accidentally meets Ethan. Then Ethan had the wrong idea because of seeing them together.

But Ethan's story at the bar is also confusing for Roman.

Roman ruffled his hair.

Not to mention the photo of Ane with Garrett at a cafe. Garrett, Ane's college friend, also his and Guen.

What are those two doing? What are they talking about? Are they talking about holding an event and inviting alumni?

Roman was just about to rest his head on the table when suddenly Guen hit him on the head from behind, causing Roman to groan softly while stroking his head.

Gunn just laughed. "If Ethan wasn't around, you would look miserable like you're carrying the earth on your shoulders."

Roman smiled. "What are you talking about ?"

Guen leaned his back against the back of the chair, her legs spread wide and her arms looses at her sides. "As we know, you don't even stop smiling, sometimes glancing at him who is playing games. I suspect you also secretly took photos of him when he was focused on playing games. Am I right?"

"What did I do it for? He sent it to me himself without being asked."

"But photos taken secretly are romantic, aren't they, Roman?"

Roman shook his head. "I don't think so. But I think it will make me a perverted, isn't it?"

Guen laughed. "So why didn't that kid come here? There must be something that forced him not to come here, right? It seemed impossible that some unimportant things made it. He even lied to Liana."

Roman nodded. "Dinner with his father's important client."

Guen nodded along as Roman spoke. "It makes sense."

Guen was then busy playing on her phone. Maybe she was calling Alexine.

Isn't it that if Ane and Garrett met to discuss events at their university, it's likely that Guen would know because she was also quite active in an event back then when they were in college.

"Guen," said Roman.

Ane wasn't very close to Garrett back then, but since they were both active in some events and joined in many activities on campus, Roman thought it might be possible for them to meet to discuss the campus events.

"Why?" she asked.

"You remember Garrett?"

Gun furrowed his brows. "Garrett from the art faculty? The one who always carries his sketchbook wherever he goes?"

Roman shook his head. "No, from our class."

But Guen seemed to be frowning. She was also scratching her head while looking up at the ceiling. "Is there someone named Garrett in our class?" she asked.

"Yeah. He is popular. He is active in many campus activities."

Guen rolled his eyes lazily." You know, many kids are pretty popular and active in campus activities. Could you be more specific?"

"He's sitting in the front row with me. He's not very tall, his skin is a bit dark, and he's a bit chubby too."

"Well, from all the kids that sit in the front row, I only know you, h-"

Guen widened her eyes, slapping the table lightly. Thankfully, this time Roman's thighs survived Guen's hands. After all, they were also sitting far apart.

"The one who's a playboy, right? There were also rumors that he already had children and a wife at that time."

This time it was Roman's turn to widen his eyes. "Is that true?"

"You did not know? Aren't you sitting close to him?"

At that moment, Roman decided to lean his body towards Guen when Guen started to talk. When they were in their third semester, there was a rumor that a woman from the agriculture faculty took two semesters off due to health reasons, even though her friends knew that she was okay, both physically and mentally. And that woman was Garrett's girlfriend at the time.

But Garrett told his friends that he had broken up with her and did not know why she had taken two-semester off.

Many rumors circulated that the girl was pregnant, and Garrett visited the girl every day. Some people claimed that Garrett did not go to the girl because he was still playing with them. This also gave rise to other news that Garrett did not want to be responsible for the woman's pregnancy.

It was rumored that they were also married. Some even say that this is their second pregnancy, while their first child died in the womb.

"There's a lot of rumors, and it just keeps getting weirder and weirder, you know."

"Is that true? But just like a movie."

"Right. And that's why you should sometimes talk to other people. Don't keep making out with your books."

Roman looked at Guen with a lazy look.

"But why are you suddenly asking about Garrett? Oh yeah, he also had a crush on you, you know, during our first year, his friends told me."

Roman sighed. "Well, I caught a glimpse of someone who looked like him, and I was just wondering how he's doing now."

Gun nodded his head. "From what I see from his ** posts, he likes to go to parties."

Roman's heart skipped a beat when he heard the word party. "Is that true?"

Gun nodded. "I'm not really sure if he owns a bar or if he just goes to parties all the time."

Roman was silent. He then lowered his head. "I see," he mumbled.

Guen turned his gaze back to his phone. She was busy typing for a while before finally getting up from her seat.

Roman tilted his head, looking at Guen. "I'll be downstairs for a moment. I have something to take care of."

Roman nodded his head while Guen walked towards the stairs before finally disappearing as if the stairs swallowed her.

Roman is back with himself, among another guest who is busy chitchatting. Some of them listen to music while doing their work.

Roman decided to lay his head on the table.

Wouldn't it be better if he didn't think about it anymore? It felt like his mind was getting out of control as time went on.

She has already apologized for it. They will slowly begin to be back together. There shouldn't be another problem after this.

But Roman was surprised by the notification from his phone. It seemed that someone was so furious that they sent him a series of messages, so the phone rang without even taking a second's pause.

Roman reached into his pocket. But instead, he flashed a smile when he saw who had sent that text.

Ethan. He sent Roman a lot of photos.

After opening it, there are a total of forty photos. The first fifteen photos were food, a salad that looked absolutely delicious to Roman but not Ethan.

Beneath the photo of the salad, Ethan wrote a message.

They're dumb, giving me food like this. Do I look like a cow?

The following five photos are his photos. Ethan wore an all-black suit, a black tie, and neatly combed hair. Roman laughed. He had never seen Ethan like this. Usually, his hair was a mess like someone who had just woken up.

He took pictures in his car, at the dining table, at the entrance, in front of a piano, and even took photos on the toilet mirror.

The message that Ethan wrote in his own five photos made Roman quite intrigued.

Your phone wallpaper is boring. It looks old and annoying. Here, I'm giving you a brand new wallpaper.

Roman definitely wasn't going to use that photo.

Then the last twenty photos are photos of objects such as a wine glass, a curtain, a piece of croissant, and even a photo of the sky with the moon almost full.

Those photos are for painting inspiration. I'd be mad if you didn't make a painting out of these photos.

Roman immediately typed a reply. He only replied to Ethan's last message.

Nothing is interesting.

Ethan saw the message that Roman sent. He was typing his reply.

What?

Seriously!

I take every photo with my whole heart. How can you say nothing is interesting?

Roman laughed mischievously when he saw the messages popping up quickly. He immediately typed the reply.

Okay.

Roman could see a lot of angry emoticons that Ethan sent and some crying and sad emoticons.

You really are annoying!

I hate you!