When The Wind Blows Smile Novels & Stories

he called out, voice carrying easily across the silence, “look what the wind dragged in.” Our eyes met and I couldn’t help it — I smiled.

Lea can’t help but have a smile on her face as Aiden let his hand rest on her waist, hugging her to his side. “Mom, I think the air is cold” “Hmm, now that you told me so, the wind surely is cold” responding to what Lian told him, Lia then raise her hand to check what her brother told. “I can’t feel it tho” She frowned and suddenly gasp as Aiden reach her waist to bring her up near the clouds “How about now?” She giggled as she can feel the wind toucher her skin. “Dada, higher!” Excited as she feels like flying, a smile can be seen in Lea and Lian’s face. Indeed, by just seeing her smile like that also makes anyone smile in return.

A bitter smile touches my face as i pick up a stone and toss it across the river. “His my foot, how dare he” throwing yet another stone into the water, the wind blowing my hair across my face . The trees around me sway violently in the wind, as if they understand my pain, trying to soothe me and somehow, it works a little. i just want be away from the world and any sign of souls and this is just the perfect place thank God David didn't have the chance to come here.

Never been told to relax and enjoy the ride. But something about the way he says it—the way his eyes dance with unbothered joy—makes me want to try. I slowly reach my hand out toward the window. The air is cool. Fresh. It hits my skin and I shiver slightly. I lean in, letting it wash over me. My hair lifts with the wind. It flutters freely, just like my thoughts. And before I realize it, I’m smiling. Really smiling. The music hums in the background, and for a moment… I forget. I forget the pain. The streets. The hunger. The loneliness.

“You’re messing with me, aren’t you? I can never tell when you do that? Why don’t you smile or something?” Why don’t you smile. You wouldn’t believe the amount of times I’d heart this question. I gave him the answer I always did. “I don’t smile.” Simple and short. “But you do.” I looked at him. “Excuse me?” “You do smile. When you’re stepping on the skulls of your enemies. It’s a scary sort of smile.” I shrugged. “Guess that’s the only thing that brings me joy.”

Back then, he would follow me around with a runny nose and claim to protect me. I shook off the thought and continued talking to him. We got along well. When it was time to leave, he kindly offered to drive me home. On the way back, he joked that when we were kids, I would say I was going to marry him. I just smiled awkwardly. He stopped the car and looked at me seriously. “Wendy, I want you to know that I liked you back then, and I still do. I’ll wait for the day you open up to me. There’s no rush. I’ll always be here, just like before.”

There was no joy left, only the irony of it all. Josie sent me another video of the group of friends having a party. They were playing 'Never Have I Ever.' They were all childhood friends, their life paths too similar. After several rounds, no one could gain the upper hand. Josie suddenly grabbed Xander by the collar and pulled him in. She kissed him on the lips for five whole minutes before letting him go. "Never have I ever kissed Xander! I bet none of you have, right?" She happily hugged Xander's arm, thrilled.

I cried out, trying to use the bravery Luci likes to show, pushing the wind until I finally took a step. The smoke stepped in front of me, now holding the shape of a person. It chuckled again, throwing its head back in laughter. The children in the surf’s screams lessened as the waves continued to crash down on them. I was tangled with the wind, the invisible wall squeezing me tighter.

The wind knows everything. So why would I even wonder why he did I just smiled not being able to let the sunlight hurt my eyes. The leaves that hugged me tightened even more. And the whistling of the air around made my hearing even better. It seems like music that I will never forget. Especially the only creature that is capable of doing so. Wyn, why don't you come over? I entered his mind. And even without him by my side I was still able to hear his voice carried by the wind.

Time seemed to fly with Ryle. “I appreciate everything, Ryle,” I expressed my gratitude. “You’re welcome,” he replied, and I couldn't help but feel a sense of warmth in his simple response. I stepped out of the car and began walking away, assuming Ryle had already left. However, when I didn't hear the sound of his departure, I turned my head back and caught Ryle smiling and waving at me. It was a gesture so genuine, like a child bidding farewell to someone dear. His smile was as radiant as the sun, warming me in a way I hadn't expected. In that moment, I couldn't help but admit to myself how cute Ryle actually was, and I understood the charm that everyone found irresistible. His smile alone