She didn't continue the conversation. The elevator stopped on the first floor, the moment the door opened, the person in front of me made me freeze. I responded, "Coincidence." After a few seconds, I tried to break away from her hand, but unfortunately her grip was tight. After the man left, the hall was quiet again. Shelby still held my wrist, and after a while, she finally spoke again, saying, "High school reunion tomorrow." I nodded, "I know." "I heard you were at Alanna's the last couple days?" She asked. "Back, come on, just in time for dinner." This series undoubtedly made me feel better about her, and even a little curious about how she and my father knew each other. It was obviously only the second time I'd been in her car, but a familiar odor in this car overwhelmed me, and I didn't ask where she was taking me, and she didn't say. I nodded my head and hmmmed. But judging from running into her downstairs at night, there was a strong possibility that her mother and
Alanna made a few ouchy noises and eyeballed the bag beside me, opening it and pulling out the box inside, I peered over my head to see her picking up a small dress. I watched a film at her house before leaving, and the two were in a state as if they were old friends who had known each other for years. Honestly, I think she looks good in anything now, and the ones she's switched around don't make me feel a bit better. Alanna calms down for a second, then screams, "Zephyrine you're so hateful, I've made up my mind and you're rocking my resolve like this." I looked back at her. Although she was single, she had many friends with unknown relationships, and she already knew more than I did in terms of what I wanted to eat. She used to love this kind of ambiguity to keep me guessing, she knew I was not a questioning person and she loved watching me wonder but hold my tongue. However, after more than ten days, if she is not tired of it, I am a bit tired of it. She dropped me off dow
She led me into the restaurant, where I was greeted by a waitress, and Alanna chattered on and on about how impressed she was with the last time I'd been here, not only with the food, but also with the service, and told me it was a good place to entertain friends. I didn't listen to much of what she said, but I looked at the table by the window to my right and wondered. I tapped Alanna on the shoulder, she looked back at me, and I said, "Look." Alanna looked in the direction of my gaze but couldn't find her target and asked, "Look at who?" After saying that, she looked a few more times, still asking me, "Which one?" I frowned, there were no more than two tables seated at that end, and the light at He Weidong's table was good enough for Alanna not to be blind. "Zephyrine?" said Alanna, calling my name. I smiled, "Change the place, I ran into someone I know." The little incident earlier didn't affect our meal and Alanna didn't say much about it, it was me who kept it stuck
If it's still because I miss her, would it make her feel, well, ridiculous. It was Eden. It only rang for a second before it was picked up, even before I had time to sort out the words. I sipped my water, "No, what's wrong?" In fact, we seldom communicate with each other, as far as I can remember, there are only two things that he looks for in private, one is Chinese food, the other is because of Celine. Eden is my roommate Celine's boyfriend, we know each other because of Celine, he has eaten my Chinese food a few times and exaggeratedly praised my cooking skills. I thought back to a time long ago when she had received such an inexplicable phone call from me, and she ended up chalking it up to the fact that I missed her, and had to force me to admit it. She hmmmed, "Celebrating, what's up?"Just after dinner, Alanna was called away by a phone call telling me that if she didn't come home tonight, please don't look for her because she's been kidnapped by beauty, and that if she
I arrived at the hotel almost on the dot, only to get out of the car to see the head of the class standing in the doorway with a smirk on his face, first reaching out to greet Alanna before seeing me a few seconds later. She wowed. And then now, for example, it's clear that the notice was 6:00, and it's now 7:00, and yet so many are still not there. She shrugged her shoulders, "Anyway, I asked for his cousin's contact information, and by the way she's been treating me so far, it's okay to flirt and tease." I didn't resist asking her about it later, before she told me her suspicions, she said I had someone I really liked, but sadly they weren't together anymore, and asked me if I was right. A little sleepy, I closed the computer and lay on the bed for a while, falling asleep without realising it. "If it isn't Zephyrine, long time no see." For example, for a 7.30 appointment, you have to give notice to be there at 7, when the truth is, you can't get all the people together until
She had a harmless look on her face, "We haven't settled the matter of you writing a love letter to my boyfriend." But strangely enough, after high school graduation, the two of them manage to go down the street for coffee together, hand in hand. In my impression, he was a gentle man who always spoke with politeness. I've said before that I like people who are late, including Shelby. Shelby rarely called me sister, she knew I hated her and had very little contact with me over the years, save for a few days when we first met and her father introduced her as his goddaughter, her sweet voice shouted a few times, and then she never heard it again. My curiosity finally made me turn my head, then freeze. Shelby spits out her tongue and laughs, "Tell you one more thing, do you know why I'm like this." She leans against the railing with a lazy look and looks at me, "Sis, I saw you sending him a love letter." She told me this story herself, and I still remember the smug tone in which s
After a few minutes of silence, he licked his lips and said, "I'm sorry." She was lounging on the couch watching a TV show, and when she heard me, she stood up, dropped her tablet on the floor, and walked over to me and asked, "Did you see him? Did you guys talk? What did you talk about?" I looked up at him, wanting to curse, but held my tongue and lowered my head to touch the book on my desk, "None of your business." It was just a casual question, and I expected her answer to be a thousand times inappropriate, but to my surprise, it was something else. I pause. One day, much later, by chance, I ran into Alex on the street and went home to tell Shelby about it. Shelby was fined several drinks for being late, and I watched the action in front of me as if I were an outsider. I don't know if it was because I was too sensitive, but I always felt that Shelby's gaze was directed towards me. At the time I was still in a state of confusion about my feelings for Shelby and her feelings
I stood up and was about to draw a tissue for her when I touched Shelby's hand in the air. The head of the class gestured a pause in the midst of a hue and cry and smiled, "Don't cut yet, there's more for you to cut, let's finish one of the dirtiest games ever." He paused, "Whoever can guess what the game is in 10 seconds, I'll dry this bottle." Despite the dislike on their lips, no one was really organised enough not to take part, and I was thinking of hiding in the corner along with those who didn't want to play, depending on the situation, but to my surprise, everyone got a share of the cards dealt out by the class president. As the second round began, I stepped back a little, trying to muddle through the card draws, but to my surprise Alanna, the bloke, reached out and drew one for me and raised an eyebrow at me, placing it in front of me. The squad leader received the card into his own hand and let out a hefty laugh, "We're all adults here, you can't blame me, I bought the c