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V cut her hair short.
"How was it?" She said with a smile as she got in the car.
"......cool." I was a little amazed. She is so beautiful with her short hair. It's so beautiful that I can't put it into words.
"Does it look good?" She raised her head.
I nodded.
"Remember your promise if I cut my hair shorter than yours?"
"Um…?"
"It doesn't matter if you forget." She still smiled. "But I remember."
It turns out that we haven’t seen each other for almost a month. It felt like I had met her not long ago, but she said she had her hair cut in early June. Has it been that long? I squinted at her, trying to remember what had happened this month.
"You said your ex came to see you," she said, "and there was no news after that."
I nodded. "So, it's been a long time since I last saw you."
"I cut my hair short, and I wanted to give you a surprise." She looked at the road ahead after the rain, the streetlight flickering on her face. "I sent you a message. I didn't say anything about my haircut, but just asked if you wanted to have dinner. You replied, oh, your ex came to see you, and you didn't want to see her, 'I need your help' you said, and then stopped explaining." She paused. "That's why I'm angry."
I turned my head and looked at her for a while. She...... she didn't say anything to me, for all this while. And why would she be angry about this?
"I didn't know you were angry," I said. "Thought you were busy."
"You are the one who is busy," she said.
June…... so I ended the tangle with ex. K had a car crash almost at the same time, and I took care of her for several days. After that, I went to the beach with friends. What's going on with V recently? I've thought about it sometimes, but I didn't know that she was angry with me. And, after returning from the beach, I went on a business trip for a whole week.
"Really, it's been a month."
"Right."
"After that, you still can tell me that you cut your hair short."
"No, I'm not in the mood."
"Are you really angry?"
"Yes."
"Is there anything I can do?"
"Take me to the coast," V turned her eyes slightly to the side window, "I want to see the ocean."
You asked me if I was angry at you. No, I didn’t.
I’m just angry at myself.
V took out a piece of paper from my sketchbook, writing while I drove her home. She gave me a smile, or something like a smile before she got out of my car. I turned on the kitchen light, filled a glass of water, and continued reading.
I guess if I get closer to you, I can see the reflection of me inside your eyes. Probably it is just an image of another friend of yours. But, it’s me. A person with feelings and emotions. A person with little expectation and afraid of disappointment. A person who wished to be cherished and not hurt her pride.
We felt the same breeze, you talked, you smiled, but when I looked at you, you seemed out of reach.
You took a month to remember me, how long will it take to remember the promise you said to me?
It’s a joke. I know, and I cut my hair shorter than yours, just to prove myself is a joke.
A joke too funny, almost brought tears to my eyes.
I’m smiling at you, I’m a bad actor, but I guess you won’t see the difference.
Goodbye, Mr. Yesterday.
I’m leaving for tomorrow.
p/s: don’t call me again
I held the rim of the glass to my lips for I lost track of time.
The moonlight outside the windows is so bright.
The bright moonlight lay a layer of silver on everything it touched. Everything, in my eyes and in my mind. Everything turns into a light shade of grey, fading in color.
Gradually, the shape and meaning faded away. Leaving my thoughts lost in nothingness.96Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡmsMfmLrA23
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