mr frank is faithful to love

(FR. Hilde Frank)

The last layer of curtains was less than half a meter open. When I opened my eyes, I could see a figure beside the bed. I drank alcohol last night, so those memories became incoherent blocks, and I could only frown Desperately retrieved.

Subconsciously called out: "Ethan."

"It's 08:30, it's time to get up."

Obviously, it wasn't Ethan's voice, I sat up abruptly, only then was I fully awake, the reading light by the bed suddenly turned on, Nozawa was wearing a sweater, and sat down comfortably by the bed.

Wearing glasses and with his half-length hair easily pulled into a ball, he said to me slowly, "Fortunately, today is Saturday, otherwise I would be absent from work."

"Why are you at my house?" Before asking this question, I even looked around the bedroom environment, and I was so sure after confirming that it was my house.

Nozawa pursed his lips and asked, "You really can't remember what happened last night?"

"I can remember," I closed my eyes and nodded, and after thinking for a few seconds, I said, "I remember a girl in a red dress who was tall and spoke strangely. In fact, he should be a man. But I was..."

At this point, I completely opened my eyes, I looked at Nozawa, and he looked at me blankly.

He folded his hands on his knees and sat relaxed and upright.

"He even kissed me, I think he is very familiar, but I really can't remember," I took a deep breath, and said, "I was obviously not drunk, but I was really sober at the time, so I didn't think he was a man. "

Nozawa handed me the glass on the bedside table and said softly, "Frank, drink some water."

"I remember losing my phone."

Nozawa said, "The phone was on you last night."

"No," I said, holding the cup and shaking my head, "It was indeed lost at first, but Ms. Zuo helped me find it later. I called you at the beginning, but no one answered."

"You don't know who they are, so you just kiss casually?"

Nozawa looked at me calmly and curiously, which made me flustered, and I said, "I don't know, I think it looks like Ethan, and I don't think it's Ethan, but at least that person is about the same height and skinny as Ethan."

Nozawa took the remote control of the curtains from the bedside table, the curtains began to move slowly, and the light from the window poured in through a thick layer of gauze.

Nozawa suddenly said: "I also said that if I go to a dress-up party, I will dress up very differently."

For a split second, something exploded in my mind, and I tried desperately to recall, but without a single important clue, I asked, "My God, it couldn't be you, could it?"

Nozawa didn't deny it, he stood up, went to the cloakroom, and when he came back, he already held my clean clothes, which were ironed and flattened.

He raised his eyes, and this time, he said without hesitation, "It's me."

"Why didn't you tell me when you went?"

"No reason, I just don't want you to know."

"Can you go out first? I need to think about it." I put up a hand to cover my eyes, I really need to wake up.

"What can I remember? You were so drunk last night." Nozawa didn't leave, he put his clothes beside the bed, and sat down near me.

I said, "I'm not really drunk, really."

"People who are drunk feel that they are not drunk," Nozawa paused for a long time, took a deep breath, and said, "Forget it, it doesn't matter if you forget, I'm not that important to you anyway, you think I'm not good anywhere. "

Nozawa closed my bedroom door and went out. I felt that the soft morning light woke me up from my dream all night.

What I didn't expect was that Nozawa submitted his resignation in the new week. He didn't even tell me specifically, but came to pick up things after get off work, wearing a sweater and down jacket, which was different from his usual attire.

I asked, "Why did you suddenly resign?"

"Because of you."

"Tell the truth, was it really you that night?" I still have doubts about this answer.

However, Nozawa did not answer this question directly. He packed his things expressionlessly and said that he had called a car and waited downstairs.

Originally, I was about to get off work, but now it seemed that I couldn't leave. Nozawa took off his coat and put it on the sofa. He said, "I admit that I kissed you on my own initiative. You didn't do anything wrong. You If I drink too much, I'm... taking advantage of others."

"Sorry, the reason I didn't push you away is because I was hallucinating, I thought it was Ethan, I can even feel his breath," I said a little incoherently, "Don't you quit work because of this , you will make me feel very guilty."

Nozawa turned his head to look at me, looking at me coldly.

That night, Nozawa still moved away all the things he had left in the company, and then left the company in the agreed car. He actually resigned, and the personnel department temporarily sent someone to replace him. Madam, in her 40s, serious.

I thought, no matter what, Nozawa resigned because of me, I should at least treat him to a meal.

Later, we made an appointment on Thursday, which is the night of the New Year’s Eve. Nozawa arrived at the restaurant we made an appointment with very early. When I arrived, he was sitting next to the fish pond in the backyard of the restaurant, but it was too cold, and there was no water or fish in the fish pond. .

He asked me: "Are you very unhappy?"

I said, "No, I'm too busy and tired."

"Still in touch with Ethan?"

Nozawa's question was direct and unexpected. I said, "It doesn't seem to have anything to do with you. You're not going to be my assistant now. Why do you want to know so much?"

"If you don't want to be an assistant...you can at least be a friend, right? A normal friend."

"I have no shortage of friends."

I turned my head to look at him, he was standing by my side, his eyes were a little red, after thinking about it, he said coldly: "You even took the initiative to invite me to dinner, and you deliberately didn't want to make me feel better."

I retorted: "No intention, really not."

For the next meal, Nozawa and I didn't drink any alcohol, and what we said was extremely unimportant. There was no need to express our emotions and attitudes, it was just a pure chat.After eating and drinking, go out and take a walk on the side of the road.

I said, "I have to go back."

"New Year's Eve alone?" Nozawa asked.

I said, "I forgot that it will be New Year's Eve later."

Nozawa laughed lightly, and we walked forward side by side. He was silent for a long time, and suddenly took a deep breath. It seemed that he had spent a lot of determination, and said solemnly and carefully: "Or... you can also try to hold on my hand."

"Don't be like this, I won't dare to see you again."

"It doesn't matter if you see it or not, anyway... let's keep in touch less in the future, thank you for your treat today." As he spoke, Nozawa tried to go to the side of the road to take a taxi, but it was really difficult to take a taxi on New Year's Eve, so he kept greening Standing beside the bushes.

I took a few glances, then turned and walked in the opposite direction.

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In fact, I seldom say something in the article, and this article is halfway through, and I suddenly want to talk about it.The idea of ​​this story came very suddenly, but it came very timely. It finally made me get out of a stage of creative confusion and self-doubt.I like Ethan, and I also like Frank. This kind of liking is not appreciation, but a kind of cherishing of the complete soul of the characters. I am very happy to see the evaluation of their characters, whether it is good or bad, so I am very grateful for the comments You guys, thank you for reading it patiently. If it’s convenient, click on the starfish, and you can also share your thoughts. I really need to see my characters and stories in the eyes of others.It’s been a long time since I wrote the article, and I will continue to write it. I hope people who read it will like it, thank you! !