On the way through the night breeze, Teng Ke and I stopped talking about that topic.
We are both in a bad mood, and we have great concerns in our hearts.
In fact, I still care about the red-dressed woman who offered a toast to Teng Ke at the reunion party, and I think he could feel it too.
When we drove back to the house, I turned off the engine and was about to get off. Suddenly Teng Ke pulled my wrist. At that moment, the two of us were static.
I stiffened and turned back. His eyes were fixed on me for a moment and he said: "You're not happy because of what just happened at the party, right?"
I shook my head, but I nodded back.
I am not happy, although I always say that I understand him.
This time, I didn't hide my concern, I thought about our relationship over and over while I was driving.
There are a lot of, even more, hidden contradictions between us.