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.”

and

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

Fortunately, Frances Louis has some conscience and doesn’t come to see me tonight. But I don’t sleep well because of my lumbago.

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

time of classmate’s reunion and I get a

face is bitter. I have two face masks, which makes that pimple

Desperate!

So

I put up a lot of concealer and foundation, but couldn't cover up the pimple.

I can only wait for the lights turning dim a little bit

morning, so I don’t have to report my schedule to him.

The party is at 6 pm at Golden Hotel. I arrive at the

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

The feeling of heartbeat is very strong, I seem to go back to many years ago, back to the age of first love. He passed by mt at the first-grade classroom and since then, this

in many

here.” Noah Jefferson strides over and

beat. Thinking of the pimple on my face, I quickly lower my head

In the private room, most students are here. Many of them bring

Why you don’t bring him here?” Fountain asks me.

have always been in good relationship. After graduation, we still

I don’t want to hide. I answer directly, “I am divorced.”

is stunned, apparently, she doesn’t expect me to say this. She smiles awkwardly and apologizes, “sorry, I don’t mean to, I don't

Divorce is good for me.”

to me, which makes me shy

Everyone is chatting, except me. Maybe the taste of first love is so uneasy. I liked him for three years, watching him change one girlfriend after another, but never dare to tell him I like him.

I don’t dare to, not before, not now.

as a lecturer. A man like