Evermore – Part VII: Ten Winters After

To experience the full story, I invite you to begin with Part I. This story is a work of fiction. To be continued… —————————————————— Fine rain traces silver lines across the car window, a black SUV gliding through the winter night. Streetlights drift and fracture softly upon the glass, their glow trembling like distant memories. His hand rests lightly on the wheel—steady, tender; yet as a piece of music rises within the car, a memory long kept in quiet dust stirs and surfaces once more. ——— *Male Lead: This city… still loves its rain— especially in winter. And on a day just like this, I walked into your home for the first time— the very moment… I saw you. We sat at your grandmother’s table, steam curling from the dishes, talking about everything and nothing… You were only sixteen— sixteen… You hated how your brother teased you in front of an “outsider”— saying you were too old to still love cartoons, saying you even laughed out loud in your sleep… You know… the way you frowned when you got angry— I still remember it. So fierce… yet so adorable. Maybe you’ve long forgotten me— forgotten that guy who kept showing up at your house for free dinners, for late-night games with your brother… Perhaps… we were meant to miss each other. Perhaps… I’ve been thinking too much. Perhaps… The day I left for overseas, I remember— You said “Take care,” with that little grin. I chose silence over spilling out my feelings. I could not… I could not bring myself to break that quiet, fragile closeness. When life became busy, we drifted out of contact— until one day… I saw you on television. And that farewell… it lasted ten winters. Ten… winters. Perhaps… we were meant to miss each other. Perhaps… I’ve been thinking too much. Perhaps… ——— The heroine’s older brother waves as the male lead arrives. They greet each other—warm, familiar. He has come to see him off. ——— *Her older Brother: Can’t believe you’re already leaving again— Take care, alright? Call me anytime. Don’t forget my sister. Promise me you’ll reach out, okay? *Male Lead: Yeah… I will. Goodbye, brother. —————————————————— These lyrics are written and owned by Rachel’s Original (Rachel Liu). Please do not copy, share, or adapt them without permission. Thank you for respecting the creator’s work. Lyrics Creation: © 2025 Rachel’s Original Music Arrangement: © 2025 Rachel’s Original Copyright © 2025 Rachel’s Original https://suno.com/@rachelliu All rights reserved.