Chapter 905: Chapter 905



In the summer of their senior year, the looming goodbyes had cast a shadow over their usually lighthearted bond.

Rickey still carried his carefree energy, but Aurora wasn’t as cheerful as before.

“Rickey, thank you for always protecting me these past years. Even when I go to university, I won’t forget you.”

“Hold it right there,” Rickey interrupted her. “From what you’re saying, are you planning to part ways with me?”

Aurora retorted, “What else can I do? With your grades, what university could you even get into?”

“I’ll go to whatever university you go to.”

Aurora let out a resigned sigh. “Still trying to pull strings? Do you honestly think connections can get you into university?”

“Why not?” Rickey said, his voice filled with pride. “Aurora, you’re stuck with me for life. There’s no escaping it.”

Deep down, Aurora felt a quiet warmth. The thought of having Rickey by her side in a completely new environment made the idea of leaving home a little less daunting.

Though she’d never admit it, she had grown used to his constant presence in her life.

Rickey lowered himself onto the bench beside her, his gaze sweeping lazily over the bustling crowd.

“So, Aurora, you still haven’t told me which university you’re applying to.”

Aurora hesitated for a moment, then shrugged lightly. “It’s a secret.”

Rickey scoffed. “I already know, even if you don’t tell me.”

Aurora turned to look at him, her brows knitting in curiosity. For a fleeting moment, she caught something in his eyes—an emotion that seemed deeper, more complicated than his usual carefree attitude.

She dismissed it, assuming he was just trying to act cool.

After all, no matter how close they were, Rickey couldn’t possibly know everything about her.

There were parts of herself she had never shared with anyone.

The bell rang sharply, its chime cutting through the noise and signaling it was time for the examinees to head to their assigned rooms.

Aurora gave him a small wave. “See you after the exam.”

“Okay,” Rickey replied, his hands casually tucked into his pockets as he strolled away at his own unhurried pace, ignoring the volunteers who tried to hurry him along. “Good luck.”

Aurora paused mid-step, a light smile curving her lips. “After all these years, you finally said something nice.”

Rickey didn’t answer immediately, his hands clenching into fists. After a brief hesitation, he pulled his right hand out, stepped closer, and patted Aurora on the head.

“Even though I always call you silly, I know you’ll get into the university you want,” he said, his tone a mix of encouragement and affection.

Aurora rolled her eyes playfully and gave him a light punch on the chest. “Are you acting like we’re in a soap opera? I’m off! Bye!”

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