TSN—ME—What if

Eduardo was pulled by Mark's wrist, and they walked out of the manor quickly, attracting many people's glances on the way.

Eduardo doesn't ask where Mark is taking him, and doesn't try to break free because Mark's grip is tighter.He guessed that they might have a heated argument next, because Mark has always been unreasonable, so he cherished this moment of silence.

He looked at Mark in front of him, who still had the same curly hair, wearing a rare suit, he had never seen Mark wearing a suit before, but it was unexpectedly suitable.

There was no scent of perfume, and the other party still held a perfunctory attitude towards this aspect, even if he became a celebrity, a successful person who attracted worldwide attention.

Eduardo suddenly remembered George Gordon Byron's "When We Two Parted".

IfIshouldseeyou, (If I shouldsee you again,)

After long year. (Years have passed.)

How should I greet? (How do I greet you?)

With silence and tears. (With silence, with tears.)

They didn't have time to prepare a good hello.

Eduardo didn't cry either.

This person is his innocence and blindness when he was young, a transition of self-cognition during his growth stage, and it is what he has lost and is irretrievable.

Both Chris and Dustin couldn't understand, they were full of doubts and couldn't find out, so they came to question him.

Why leave?

They thoughtfully used less offensive words, just to get answers to make their hearts less entangled.

Eduardo listens to their questioning and smiles.

In fact, he hadn't heard the name Mark Zuckerberg for a long time.

He became so busy that he had no time to think about private affairs. He had to use his knowledge to seek benefits, he had to use his talent to make himself more outstanding, and he had to win his place in countless competitions.

Every day is a battle, every decision is a gamble.

After a long time, the fear and guilt he had been entangled with have dissipated a lot.

But when he learned to forget, the bystanders still remembered it.

Eduardo didn't answer his friend's question directly, but instead turned the topic to Facebook.

He listened to their conflicts and disagreements, and agreed with the ideas they insisted on.

He has always been much better than Mark in terms of conversation. He knows how to read words and expressions, knows not to spoil everything that others like, and knows how to praise.

The three of them sat together to share the memories they hadn't shared in the past few years, talked about their hard work and hardships, and lamented their achievements and joys. Eduardo also paid attention to Mark's traces in their words.

Eduardo acted like their friendship was so deep that Chris and Dustin even for a moment forgot why they were here.

Dustin may have been led astray, but the thoughtful Chris was not so easy to deceive, but Chris didn't pester him anymore, choosing to respect Eduardo's reluctance to talk about it.

After they left, Eduardo still didn't want to think deeply about Mark until Sean Parker appeared.

Sean brutally pointed out that he and Mark Zuckerberg are the same kind of people.

It's all for people who can abandon each other for themselves.

Is Eduardo angry?

No, he was ashamed.

Ashamed of my avoidance.

He'd known even earlier that he and Mark weren't right for each other.

In the process of getting along with Mark, he needs to maintain it deliberately. He once thought that they accepted each other's differences and the shortcomings of each other's personality, and even turned each other's shortcomings into a kind of caring, so they looked warm and beautiful.

But the truth is, what he gave was not what Mark wanted.

He had struggled desperately, tried his best to talk himself out, talk himself out of thinking about Mark's neglect and those little hurts.

Mark is very important, Mark is very important.

But how important is it?

Mark takes Facebook very seriously, he ignores Facebook, Mark focuses on results, and he prefers to enjoy the process.

They are so different.

Mark will do whatever it takes to get that desired result.

That woke him up completely.

If he and Mark are separated by a hundred steps, and after 99 hard steps, the other party is unwilling to take the last step, then is there any need for him to go on?

So he advised himself to give up.

Because I was afraid of the day when Mark calculated himself, afraid of everything beyond recognition.

In that youth that belonged to him, no one except himself understood how much happiness and sorrow he had.

Eduardo stares at the back of Mark's hand holding his wrist, and now, his heart is still beating fast, but without the sincerity he once had.

The night is like a curtain, dotted with stars, and the street lights on the boulevard illuminate the way forward.

Once, they would walk side by side on the boulevard of Harvard, talking about irrelevant topics, simple but very fulfilling.

Unknowingly, the two slowed down, Eduardo didn't mean to speak, he waited for Mark's question.

But he waited for a long time and was dragged away for a long time, Mark still didn't speak.

Eduardo tensed up as the pace slowed, and he suddenly didn't want to go any further.

"What are you nervous about?"

Mark asked, without looking back, unable to hear the emotion.

Eduardo gasped for breath, his voice unsteady: "I, I'm not nervous. You have to let go of my wrist, it hurts."

Mark hit harder.

"Hey!" Eduardo protests.

"Does it hurt? I can't feel it."

"..."

"I'm holding your wrist so hard that you feel pain, but I can't feel your pain. All I can feel is that your wrist joint is more prominent." Mark still couldn't speak at a fast pace. Hearing too much emotion, flat as if talking about tonight's night, "What about you? What did you feel when you chose to stay away from me?"

"..."

Eduardo thinks, he has to get out of here, away from this person, he can't survive an argument with him!

"No! Don't even think about it! We have things to do."