Chapter 95 - Impulsive Connections (1/2)

We all need spontaneous moments in life to make us realize how beautiful a random act or thing can become. We can either dare ourselves to experience the adventure of life or we can just spend our life as a puppet being played on the strings of so-called 'planned life'.

Being impulsive is not always a crime. At least, it's better than regret. Because if you don't know how to seize a moment on impulse, all we'll be left with is regret.

Tonight Darren had been impulsive, and without even thinking he had kissed Xiu. Saying he didn't feel anything would be wrong. Because he felt... A lot more than he could describe in words himself.

As he entered the living room, he was a bit taken aback to see Dylan sitting on his couch munching on his ch.i.p.s. ”Oh, you're back,” Dylan stood up from the couch and raised his finger for some reason but Darren completely didn't give him a chance to even open his mouth.

”Didi, punch me,” said Darren standing right in front of Dylan.

”What?” Dylan wasn't used to this behavior at all.

”Just punch me hard,” Darren insisted but Dylan didn't even move at all.

Instead, Dylan crossed his arms before his chest and asked, ”I need a reason for that ridiculous request of yours.”

Darren was exasperated as he started, ”Why are you not understanding? I need someone to knock some sense into my brain. How can I kiss my neighbor? She's a good friend and I really don't want to ruin this friendship. So, punch me for being impulsive. Besides, I don't think I can hurt her. Argh! Why is it so bloody difficult?”

Dylan was wide-eyed gaping at him with shock written all over his face. Darren and impulsive? Since when did that start?

”Hoel!”

”Aiya!”

Darren's body stiffened as he heard two very familiar voices from behind him. He slowly turned around and was stunned to see the surprised faces of the two most important women in his life. As he looked at the two equally stunning ladies giving him a strange look through the screen of the wall tv, he looked at Dylan accusingly.

Dylan raised his hands in defense and stated, ”I was about to tell you that I'm having a video call but you didn't even give me a chance.” With only this statement, he managed to shirk all the responsibility away.

”Hi Ma, hi Beauty Wei,” Darren greeted the two women awkwardly and hid his body slightly behind Dylan to escape from a long interrogation that was about to begin.

”France, did you hear what he just said?” It was Dylan's mother, Zhao Wei who questioned.

The red hair woman whom Darren addressed as 'Ma' was Francesca Salvay. The woman whom Darren respected and loved the most. Her western features showed a stern personality. She shared the same olive-skin as Darren and the grey eyes. ”I can't be sure, Sister Wei. Because before today, I've never heard my son use the word 'impulsive',” said Francesca in reply to Zhao Wei's question. ”My dear Regan, did you really kiss a girl merely on impulse?”

Darren lowered his head and didn't dare to look at both the women in eyes as he said, ”I'm sorry for that.”

”Sorry for what?” Both ladies asked simultaneously.

”Erm... For being impulsive. I am clear that I have no such feelings for her and yet, I was impulsive,” was Darren's reply.