The man's iron gray shirt collar was tidy and it was a black overcoat outside.
His hair was neatly trimmed behind his ears, and his shoulders were wide.
All she could see in the rearview mirror was the man's deep eyebrows and eyes.
Emma had to admit that such a pair of eyes was really very good-looking.
And he was even more good-looking than Ivan.
But back in Britain, Ivan was known as the most handsome student...
Thinking of Ivan, Emma's eyes got a layer of fog.
Being three years abroad together, the scene occurred to her mind.
Ivan, who had been so careful to hug and kiss her, now turned out to be like this.
Emma glanced out of the window.
The lampposts were moving backwards, fast, like her memories.
For a moment, she even regretted it.
If she had followed Ivan back home a year ago, would this have happened?
She had just pretended to be tough, now, suddenly she quieted down.
Emma got emotional. Although her eyes was wide open, she felt sour in heart......
Sean withdrew his view from the rearview mirror.
He bowed his head and turned on the lighter.
In a twinkling of an eye, there was already a cigarette between his fingers on the steering wheel.
...
Emma leaned on the back seat and had a short dream.
She didn't wake up until she felt cold all over.
fully awake, she realized that the car had
driver had
her eyes and looked
the place, she could see by the scattered lights that
stretched out her hand to
But it didn't open.
trying few times, the door
Emma was anxious.
the car by the
a few
one o'clock in the morning, the snow was so heavy that there was hardly a
frustrated. After being impulsive, she
a strange man's car, in case it
of this,
to find
more afraid, recalling those deep eyes of the man
this moment, she felt it
take her if he
he was getting off, why didn't he wake her up but locked her in
sweat was
hard and tried to
moment the screen lit up, Emma
in
she thought
friend and they grew up in
the name alone, people would think
tall. In his own words:
call was soon
a word, Joey
way home after years abroad? It is snowing and I had been fucking waiting
to listen to him, so she said directly, “Joey, listen to me,
where I am, I think I've been
the middle of her sentence, the phone
indicated that the phone had automatically turned
again and
no
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