Chapter 6 and chapter 7 are updated, at the same time. Please read chapter 6 first if you haven't read yet.
"When I became a army surgeon indeed, I wanted to tell you that you gave me a cue to notice what I should be, Cristina." "Owen…" "Now you know, you meant so much to me, well, I never expected you would choose to be a surgeon, though, there are so many kinds of doctors, you know."
"What happened when I was 9 years old caused me to be a surgeon…" "Wow, so you were already aware of what you wanted to be, strongly…" "Yes…"
"I wish we could have had this conversation when we were high school students, or, at least when we were much younger…Hey Cristina, why you never showed up for our high school reunion?"
"You know the reason." Cristina knitted her eyebrows. "I had no friends- I don't have anybody I want to see for the reunion." "How about me? Wasn't I your friend?" "Well…" She didn't know what to answer.
"When we had the reunions, I always anticipated if you would be there." Owen touched Cristina's hand." "The day I finally found you after twenty years, I couldn't help kissing you…I can't count how many times I had given up- "
Owen's hand held her more stiffly. "I have a special feeling towards you… I never want to let you go, ever again!" But he had to release her hand because some dishes came. "Wow, nice pasta, smells good." Cristina smiled. "I'm happy you're enjoying dishes." Owen smiled her back.
"Hey Owen, I remember how popular you were. You had a bunch of girlfriends. It's questionable to reckon you as a single man. I won't be surprised if you have children with different women." "Cristina, what are you saying?"
"You know what I mean." "Alright, I had some serious relationships with some women…but it never worked out. And this last five years, I was in Iraq, then I didn't get any chance to go out with a woman."
He exhaled. "But I strongly want to build a family someday…I just couldn't find someone suitable for me." He looked gloomed. "How about you, Cristina?"
"Me? Well, I don't have as many experiences as you do, but…I think I know what you mean. It's very hard for me to build a good relationship with somebody."
"Do you want to have a family, someday?" " Maybe…I'm not sure…I often feel like…I'm not allowed." "What makes you so? You're beautiful, brilliant and a hard worker. You should be more confident."
Owen said very seriously, but Cristina bursted into a laugh. "What's funny?" Owen was puzzled. "Sorry Owen, I just remembered you said the same thing to me, twenty years ago." "What did I say?" "You encouraged me to be confident."
She looked his eyes- the same beautiful blue eyes. "Honestly, I dreadfully wanted to get closer to you." He said, steadily. "Really?" She asked back, dubiously."I was always thinking how to attract you."
"You didn't have to, you had many girls around." "That's why I wanted you, Cristina. You were different- it seemed you were interested in unlike things. Ice hockey, parties…I couldn't use these kind of things to excite you. I didn't know how to get your attention."
"Are you seriously saying that or is this the way you hit on women you had met before?" It seemed Cristina didn't believe his whole story. "Cristina…now I have to confess that I wanted to take you to the prom." "What!? No way!" She shouted.
"You took another girl to the prom." "Because…because I thought you didn't like parties…but secretly…all I wanted was you." "But what happened to the girl?" She was confused.
"Who are you talking about? Linda?" "No, you didn't take her to the prom, your girlfriend after Linda" "Megan? I don't know." "Megan wasn't even your girlfriend, was she? The other one." "Which one?"
"Oh no, you don't remember who you went to the prom with, Owen!" "Calm down Cristina, why do you know my dating histories more than I do?" His prankish face made her silent.
"You don't remember all of your ex-girlfriends, but…you remember me." "Yes." Owen smirked. "Now, you and I have a same occupation, work at the same place, share a lot of moments at work and have plenty of common things to talk about." Owen kept talking.
"I got to know how hard you work…and…I can ask you out now." Owen stood up and held her hand. "You finished eating? Then let's dance. Let's make this night our prom."