| Like two parallel lines, no matter how... 437 |
[Jan. 31st, 2010|02:40 am] |
Like two parallel lines, no matter how close
they are, or how long they are extended, they will
never join to getherOnly once-during that moment
before they had gone ashore at Kow loon and he saw her
blush-had his heart suddenly gone limp and lost the
power to beatAftenvards there was no recurrence of
that feelingIn many ways, she had a very childish
temperament, he discoveredFor instance, she could be
mischievous and she could play dumb, traits he had
never expected of herYet for some reason, he always
felt this "little-girlishness" did not quite suit her
It had nothing to do with her age |
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