In My Desperate Time

After hanging up the phone, I still feel ill at ease.

What does Noah Jefferson mean?

“Who was that on the phone?” Frances Louis looks at me and asks in deep voice.

“No one.” I turn my head away with a guilty conscience.

“Why do you blush?” Frances Louis gives me a sneer of disbelief.

All I could do is run upstairs on the excuse that I am tired and want to sleep.

“Stop.” Frances Louis says coldly behind me, successfully stopping my footsteps on the stairs.

I know I'm so wimpy! But I can't help it. I'm just afraid of Frances Louis. He treats me not bad, but he has an innate sense of oppression.

My heart is beating, and I wonder whether to tell Frances Louis the truth or not.

But if I tell him, will he forbid me to go?

Slowly, I turn around and look at Frances Louis, don’t dare to say a word.

The man wipes his mouth gracefully and comes towards me.

The gradually closed distance makes my heart beat up violently.

Or I can just tell him. It's just a normal classmate’s reunion. I have nothing to fear.

“Wash the dishes, clean up the kitchen.”

me and

have been holding a dying heart. Hearing what he said, I am immediately relieved.

some conscience and doesn’t come to see me tonight. But I don’t sleep well because of my

in the next morning, I have a big pimple on my

don’t have pimples. But why at the time

My face is bitter. I have two face masks, which makes that pimple look even bigger.

Desperate!

So

up a lot of concealer and foundation, but couldn't cover up

wait for the lights turning dim a little bit and people would not see the pimple

in the morning, so I don’t have to report my schedule

The party is at 6 pm at Golden Hotel. I arrive at the hotel at 5:30 and meet Noah Jefferson

the fresh and handsome young boy, his edges become more and more clear. Every move of

years ago, back to the age of first love. He passed by mt at the first-grade classroom and since then, this boy

he appeared in many of my tossing and turning dreams.

Jefferson strides over and gives me a gentle smile.

I feel my heart skip a beat. Thinking of the pimple on my face, I quickly lower my head and

them bring their families with them. Two

Why you don’t bring him here?”

She is my high school desk mate and roommate, and we have always been in good relationship.

so I don’t want to hide. I

me to say this. She smiles awkwardly and apologizes, “sorry, I don’t mean to, I don't know.”

Divorce is good

Noah Jefferson sits next to me, which makes

uneasy. I liked him for three years, watching

to, not before, not now.

the conversation, I know that Noah Jefferson works in the college as a lecturer. A man like him, who always speaks with an air of elegance,