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In that secluded dwelling, Leon's injuries had gradually healed, and his physical recovery allowed him to focus more on everything around him, especially Alice.
The woman who had reached out to him in a moment of life and death was like a glimmer of light in the fog, intriguing yet elusive.
Whenever Alice went out, Leon would quietly follow her from a distance, hiding in the shadows, his gaze fixed intently on her figure.
He watched as Alice met Oliver, her face lighting up with a radiant smile that was like the warm sun of spring, instantly brightening the world around her. Yet it felt like a sharp dagger piercing his heart.
It was the first time Leon saw Alice talking to Oliver. Oliver handed her a bouquet of wildflowers, and Alice accepted it with surprise, her eyes sparkling with joy.
Hiding behind a large tree, Leon furrowed his brow, his fists clenching unconsciously. He couldn't understand why this scene stirred an inexplicable irritation within him.
He told himself it was simply because Alice had saved his life; he didn't want her to be hurt.
As time passed, such scenes became increasingly frequent. Leon saw Alice and Oliver walking hand in hand down the village streets, Oliver occasionally leaning down to whisper something to her while she responded with laughter.
Leon followed from afar, his heart a tumult of emotions.
He noticed every expression and movement of Alice; the tenderness and happiness in her eyes were something he had never seen when she was with him.
One day, during the Harvest Festival in the village, Leon quietly blended into the crowd.
He saw Alice wearing a light blue cotton dress, looking enchanting like a forest sprite. Oliver stood beside her, his gaze filled with admiration. They watched a traditional farming performance together, and Oliver leaned in to whisper explanations into Alice's ear. She listened intently, nodding occasionally.
Leon stood at the back of the crowd, only able to see Alice's silhouette, yet that mere figure stirred ripples in his heart.
On the other side of the square, children played ancient games, and Alice was swept up in their joy, her face radiant with innocent smiles.
Seeing this scene, Leon couldn't help but recall his lonely childhood, devoid of such carefree laughter and without anyone to bring a smile to his face.
Why did Alice's smile so easily touch the softest corners of his heart?
As melodious music filled the air, Leon watched as Alice and Oliver stepped into the dance floor, moving to the rhythm.
Their figures appeared particularly harmonious amidst the crowd. Although Alice's steps were somewhat clumsy, under Oliver's guidance, they gradually became more fluid.
Leon’s gaze followed them closely, his emotions growing increasingly complex.
He felt a pang of jealousy towards Oliver for being so close to Alice and for witnessing her happiness; yet at the same time, he couldn't deny that seeing Alice joyful brought a strange sense of delight to his own heart.
During a break from dancing, Alice and Oliver stepped aside to rest.
Leon observed as Alice looked at Oliver, her eyes filled with gratitude and affection as she softly said, "Oliver, thank you for introducing me to so many interesting customs today. I really had a wonderful time."
Oliver gently took Alice's hand and responded with deep sincerity.
Leon felt a sharp pang in his heart; he turned away, unwilling to witness this moment any longer.
After returning to his residence, Leon sat alone in the darkness, images of Alice and Oliver together constantly flashing through his mind. He tried to analyze his emotions, questioning why he was so concerned about Alice's every move and her relationship with Oliver.
He recalled how Alice had taken care of him during his injury, her tenderness and kindness; those scenes played in his mind like a movie.
Gradually, Leon realized that his feelings for Alice had long surpassed mere gratitude. Her presence was like opening a window in his dark world, letting the sunlight pour in.
Yet this feeling was unfamiliar and dangerous to him.
He found himself in a complex situation where enemies could reappear at any moment; he could not allow Alice to fall into danger.
However, he couldn't control the impulse to draw closer to her, to protect her.
Through countless moments of watching her from the shadows, Leon's feelings for Alice gradually took root and blossomed, fundamentally changing his once cold and lonely world.
He did not know what awaited him in the future, but he was certain that Alice had become an inseparable part of his life.
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