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.”

passes me and goes

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

and doesn’t come to see me tonight. But I don’t sleep well

the next morning, I have a big pimple on my forehead.

time of classmate’s reunion and I

face masks, which makes that pimple look even

Desperate!

So desperate!

I put up a lot of concealer and foundation, but

a little bit and people would

Frances Louis leaves in the morning, so I don’t have

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

boy, his edges become more and more clear. Every move of him shows the charm of a

back to many years ago, back to the age of first love.

Even in college, he appeared in many of my tossing and turning dreams.

“Jane Noyes, you are here.” Noah Jefferson strides over and gives me a gentle

feel my heart skip a beat. Thinking of the pimple on my face,

most students are here. Many of them bring their families with them. Two even bring

“Jane Noyes, where's your husband? Why you don’t bring him here?”

and we have always been in good relationship. After graduation, we still get connected. She also came to my wedding when

so I don’t want to hide. I answer

doesn’t expect me to say this. She smiles awkwardly and

Divorce is good for me.”

next to me, which makes me shy away from eating freely.

Maybe the taste of first love is so uneasy. I liked him for three years, watching him change one girlfriend after another,

I don’t dare to,

college as a lecturer. A man like him, who always speaks with an air