Unforgettable Love Is Unforgettable

I was shopping at the supermarket with my boyfriend.

When we were checking out, I teased him playfully.

"Sir, help me pay and I'll sleep with you tonight."

The people around us gave us incredulous looks.

Just as my boyfriend was about to pay...

A girl from behind patted my boyfriend's shoulder.

"Sir, help me pay, and I'll sleep with you too."

My boyfriend, after a few seconds of surprise, pushed the girl's cart forward.

"Include these as well."

My boyfriend had a deep-seated unrequited love, which I had always known about.

But I thought it posed no threat to me, after all, I heard she was already married.

Moreover, since I had been with my boyfriend, he had never shown any longing for his unrequited love.

It was not until this girl stood in front of me that I realized how much influence she had over my boyfriend.

Aston Jenkins was left stunned, and I too was shocked and unable to move.

It wasn't until the blurry face in my mind became clearer that I realized it wasn't a coincidence, it was really her.

The girl behind me suddenly pushed me aside, and I realized that my boyfriend had already absent-mindedly picked up two bags and walked out of the checkout area.

And the person behind him was squinting and smiling, following closely.

I was startled by the bump and my heart was pounding. Looking at the two figures ahead, I could still feel the way they were before they broke up, and I didn't know how many days and nights they spent together.

How could Aston's unrequited love be her?

At the supermarket entrance, the girl looked up at my boyfriend and smiled sweetly.

"Thank you, Aston."

Aston's fingers stiffly lifted up and handed the shopping bags to the girl.

"When did you come back?"

"The day before yesterday. You sent me a message saying you missed me, so I came back. I thought it would be a nice surprise for you."

The day before yesterday...

The day before yesterday was Valentine's Day, and it was also the second anniversary of my relationship with Aston.

Early in the morning, I pulled Aston out of bed to buy the ingredients for today's meal. I wanted to cook and celebrate our anniversary.

Aston was impatient and asked why we couldn't just go out and eat at a restaurant.

I was a bit upset with his attitude.

But I let it go, today was an important day.

I liked the warm and romantic feeling of cooking together at home, which no fancy meal outside could compare to.

Aston, who I dragged out of the house, was in a bad mood.

Eventually, he made up an excuse and left.

Despite this, I still bought the groceries and prepared a table full of his favorite dishes at home.

Unfortunately, Aston didn't show any signs of coming home until late at night.

The multiple calls I made were unanswered.

If he doesn't come back soon, his favorite seafood pot and spicy chicken will get cold.

An hour later, I finally received a call from his brother.

"Aston is drunk. Can you come and pick him up?"

When I hurriedly arrived, the room was in a mess, with several drunk men lying around.

The table was full of leftovers and bottles of alcohol scattered around.

How much did they drink?

Aston was sitting in a corner making a phone call, his voice was full of sorrow.

"Elise, I miss you. Three years ago, you left without saying a word and got married. You're so cruel, how could you be so heartless to me?"

The man in the corner was crying miserably, a sight I had never seen before.

I stood frozen at the door, unsure whether to go in or not.

"Aston, every year on this day you ask your brothers to come out for a drink. Today is Valentine's Day, and you're treating it like a breakup day. It's been three years, Elise is married now, you should let go. Besides, you should behave, it wouldn't be good if your girl friend heard this."

Aston suddenly covered the phone's microphone, his choked and hoarse voice sounded.

"I belong to her, is it not allowed for me to spend one day remembering my ex?"

The feeling at that moment was like falling into an ice cave.

It wasn't just because Aston had been missing his first love all along, it was also about the name of his first love.

Aston had never mentioned it in front of me. This was the first time I heard this name from his friend.

It should just be a coincidence. After all, she was not from here; how could she be in a relationship with Aston?

The conversation inside continued.

"Aston, didn't you say your girl friend would be cooking at home today? Are you sure you don't want to go back to check in?"

"Come on, the few dishes she makes, I can guess what they are without thinking, nothing more than spicy chicken, seafood vermicelli pot. Although they are delicious, I don't like these dishes at all."

The bitterness in my heart kept spreading. I stood outside the door for a long time until the topic inside changed.

After bringing Aston back home, a table of cold dishes went straight into the trash can.

The next day, a sober Aston acted as if nothing had happened, only apologizing to me.

"Sorry, Kyra, I drank too much last night because of my friend's hospitality. I will make it up to you by cooking for you in a few days."

I thought this perfunctory promise would never be fulfilled as before.

But today, Aston took the initiative to bring it up.

It seemed that his reunion with his ex-girlfriend was destined.