That day, the boy who laughed and said I looked like a fool messing with my hair was somewhat illusory.

  "Hmph!"

  She, what did she just say?

  I looked at the boss's wife with some incredulity as she smiled slyly with her eyes narrowed.

  The 'kind-hearted' in her eyes that seems to say 'I was once young too, I understand' makes one's face flush and heart skip a beat.

  He saw the person beside him stunned for a moment, then hooked his thin lips with a peach-colored, enchanting color and smiled.

  "Thank you, auntie. Many people have complimented me on how handsome I look."

  He said a self-deprecating phrase in an uncharacteristically humble tone that was still charming to death.

  His eyebrows and eyes were faintly dim, with a complex and unclear ripple at the bottom of his pupils, but the corners of his mouth hooked up into an arc that captivated thousands.

  He...

  Is this an indirect acknowledgment?

  Her cheeks were once again rising uncontrollably in temperature, the intense throbbing from her left atrium scorching her already flushed face.

  I hung my head in embarrassment, and the trivial satisfaction and sweetness fermented again in the somewhat hazy surroundings.

  "So, give me a discount, considering how handsome I look..."

  Cough... I suddenly lifted my head, forgetting the awkwardness just now.

  The bright and clear eyes of the master of the powerful and forceful speech that shocked my auditory nerve met mine.

  He pulled at my sleeve and said in a slightly embarrassed low voice, "The taxi fare isn't enough, let's make up for it."

  I... I... People who have been dumped really do use eating as a way to vent their emotions.

  I was at a loss, unsure of how to begin, and stuttered out an explanation.

  "Alright, alright, of course it's cheaper."

  The boss's wife only charged half price, then patted his shoulder and gave me a glance before whispering to him with a smile.

  "Your girlfriend is still quite shy..."

  He was taken aback again, perhaps finding the title I used to address him somewhat unfamiliar, and then awkwardly laughed it off.

  His rich expression yet unable to express the stifling feeling is somewhat comical, like a simple and innocent child's lovable appearance.

  As I walked out of the noodle shop, I dodged his line of sight and took deep breaths in big gulps.

  Just too much in an instant, unbelievable and suffocating, exceeded what I could bear in terms of expectation and burden.

  "Hmm, couples are great, a must-have for home, super low discount, can save a lot of money in a year."

  "So, hurry up and chase after her..."

  I am really hypocritical, like a speck of dust in the midst of vanity, both humble and unable to put down the mask of insincerity.

  "Chase back then, there will be next time's, parting and reuniting, a bit tired..."

  The young man's wounded heart was not melted by the boss's enthusiastic greeting, as he gazed out at the desolate and barren landscape.

  "Seriously, why are young people like me always so melancholic and artistic for no reason?"

  His extremely fast-changing emotions broke through that oppressive atmosphere, the most real side hidden under a heartless and ruthless disguise.

  "I don't know why but I always feel like I've seen you somewhere before..."

  "See you next time, I hope it's not when we're sneaking a peek at someone else breaking up again."

  He stood a head taller than me, with an air of superiority, the streetlight above casting a soft glow on him as he curled up the corners of his lips, his glass-like eyes sparkling with mischief.

  "I didn't mean to." I muttered, biting my lip in frustration.

  "Alright, since you're so reluctant, I won't see you off. Here's your money, don't lose it again."

  He messed up my hair and said in a tone as if he was talking to a little kid who had just met him for the first time.

  "I'm not an idiot..." I muttered discontentedly, pouting my lips.

  "You look dazed and confused, but it's actually quite cute."

  I'm all confused! I'm totally confused!

  Some dissatisfaction, but very enjoyable atmosphere and tone, just like...

  Just like lovers...

  In the dim twilight, the street lamps cast a halo of light, and the boy who laughed and rubbed my hair like a fool seemed somewhat illusory.

  If time could be frozen at any moment, I would choose the instant when he smiled and dazzled the whole city.

  "Goodbye." I waved my hand at the increasingly smaller reflection in the rearview mirror, muttering to myself.

  Take a light breath of cold air, and with fingertips on the slightly cool glass, sketch out the eyebrows and eyes of a young man.

  Her sapphire-like eyes curved into a gentle smile, with a subtle and breathtaking beauty.

  The unknown sweetness spreads, and the corners of the mouth involuntarily hook up in a satisfying arc at some moment.

  Even if it's just when he's down, his small existence will come into play.

  Some people are so happy-go-lucky, even if it's just because of his few casual remarks.

  If possible, young man, please feel it carefully, you will find that there is always a pair of eyes hidden in the distance watching the unreachable you.

  "The City in the Reverse Light of Late Summer"

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