Kevin heaved a deep sigh as he stood still, trying to compose himself. He then gently knocked on the door and said, "Leena, please open the door. I'm sorry for what I said; but believe me that I didn't mean it. I can explain. Would you please open the door for me?"

  Kevin didn't mean to blame Leena or anything. He only raised his voice because he was worried about her, a beautiful young girl wandering around alone in the night. He made a mistake by blurting out those harsh words without thinking too much about it, and he didn't expect that it would hurt Leena's feelings.

  Inside the bedroom, Leena remained silent the whole time. She didn't know what was wrong with her either. Why would she get upset and sad like this simply because of something he said? She knew that he wasn't really mad at her, nor did he try to give her an earful. Leena had always been a generous girl, who never held grudges against anyone who didn't mean to hurt her. But why would she act like this? Was it because the person was Kevin?

  "Leena, if you don't open the door for me, I'm afraid I'll have to break the door. You should know that I'm a soldier, and this door won't stop me if I want to go inside."

  Leaning against the door, Kevin tried to be as patient as he could with Leena. In fact, he hadn't had slept properly for two whole days. Almost on the verge of breakdown, he was too exhausted to have a fight with Leena. He only hoped she could open the door and listen to him, and then maybe he could get some sleep.

  "I…… I'm fine. Don't worry about me. I just want some time alone. Please don't mind me." Trying to suppress the urge to burst into tears, Leena said between silent sobs. She had to make some random excuse in case Kevin did break in like he said. She didn't know how to face him at this point. Her mind was in a mess; neither accusation nor suspicion was the way she wanted to use to settle what had been going on between her and Kevin.

  "You're crying!" Kevin said, as he heard Leena's slightly trembling voice. He went blank for a second. He then got even more anxious. He thought Leena locked the door simply because she was annoyed and didn't want to talk to him, because of what he had said downstairs. He had never expected that Leena would cry over that. He did put on a stern face, but everything didn't come out right and he didn't mean to scold

  ing in the air, in the distance and covered with mist.

  Maybe she was really exhausted, or maybe she was telling herself that she needed to fall asleep to help her forget things she didn't want to think about anymore. Either way, Leena was worn out, both mentally and physically. She soon fell into slumber. Only in her dreams could she forget about the disturbing thoughts, the sharp pain in her heart and the deep sorrow that couldn't find a outlet. What's more, only in her dreams could Leena avoid facing Kevin or thinking about what exactly she felt about him.

  After hearing Leena's words, instead of waiting outside and trying to talk Leena into opening the door for him again, Kevin decided to respect Leena and give her some space as she wished. There were too many problems going on between them two, and what they really needed was a sit-down and face-to-face talk rather than guessing one another's minds through a closed door. Keeping things to themselves would do them no good in the long run as a couple. Kevin knew they needed to talk, but now wasn't a good time. Leena got a little emotional and upset, so he'd better wait for her to calm down first. Having made up his mind, Kevin turned around abruptly and went downstairs. He went directly into the kitchen to make some noodles for both him and Leena. He could sense that Leena didn't have any dinner just like him. Although he wasn't sure whether Leena would forgive him and eat the noodles cooked by him, he had to try his luck, because he couldn't sit around and let her starve, at least not in his house.