mr frank is faithful to love

(FR. Zuo Boyao)

The sensations of my whole body are gathered in one place, stirring my heart to tremble, my hands loosen and then clenched, clenched and then loosened.

Frank said: "It's okay, you can talk."

Because I was at the critical point of an emotional outburst, I didn't dare to look at him lightly. I put one hand on the steering wheel, but there were no tears, but the snot suddenly flowed down. I turned my face away and looked for a tissue in my pants pocket. .

"Here, do you have a cold?" Frank handed over the tissue. I was so embarrassed that my ears felt hot. I couldn't speak. I wiped my nose first, and then threw the tissue into the paper bag under the co-pilot's feet.

Only then did he answer: "It's a bit cold to cool down."

"Wear more clothes when cycling..." Frank took off his short windbreaker and said, "Put on mine."

I hurriedly waved my hand and said no, but later, wrapped in his coat, Frank said, "Okay, it's warm."

"It's really not necessary." I touched the tip of my nose that was numb from rubbing, and raised my face to look at Frank. Afterwards, the voice of rejection was too small to be heard.

"Why are you so pitiful, your eyes are so red." Frank stuffed me with a pack of tissues in his hand, sat upright on the co-pilot, and buckled his seat belt again.

I said, "Do you know that you and Nozawa... make me so sad."

I tried my best to control my emotions, but the second half of the sentence was still tinged with tears and became hoarse and difficult. I looked at the steering wheel and said, "There are so many people in the world, why is it Nozawa?"

Then, after a long silence, Frank said, "I didn't know him before."

"I went to a party that day, and I met Charlotte, and she told me that you and Nozawa were together," I buried my face, but I didn't have long enough hair to cover my expression like before, I was a little flustered, and said word by word Say, "I'm very sad. If it was someone else, I shouldn't be sad, but it happens to be someone I don't like very much."

It takes a lot of courage for me to say the four words "I don't like it very much". It may still sound mean, vexatious, and a lot of meddling.

I broke up with Frank a long time ago, and he could be with anyone without telling me why.

"Is that what you want to talk to me about today?" Frank asked.

I said, "Yes."

"Your judgment is accurate, Nozawa is indeed...I misjudged the person."

"Can you understate it so lightly? Even if we broke up suddenly, you didn't feel sad at all?"

Finally, my emotions burst, and tears welled up all at once. Before I could finish these few words, I lay down on the steering wheel and cried loudly.

I cried and said, "Do you know how I got here..."

"I went to Shanghai when you were recording the show. I heard that you fainted, so I went to the hospital to look for you, but Zhou Yiyi didn't let me in, saying it was your intention..." Frank took a deep breath, still He leaned over and patted me on the shoulder, took out the paper and stuffed it into my hand, and said, "Okay, don't cry, I shouldn't be like that, trusting someone when you don't see him clearly, it makes you sad. "

"I'm not trying to make you apologize, I just want you to know... I've been depressed for too long. If you and Nozawa hadn't broken up, I definitely wouldn't have told you this."

"Actually, looking back now, many things that puzzled me have been answered. Once Zhou Yiyi called me, Nozawa hung up. There may be many things that I didn't realize," Frank sighed. Tone, said, "I met a boy in a red skirt and a mask at your mother's dance, but I drank too much that day, so my memory is very confused, Nozawa said that person was himself, I never thought it would be I was lied to, and one day later, I found out that he never went to Ms. Zuo's ball at all, which is the reason why I broke up with him, but not the whole reason."

Frank added: "Now I don't know who it was...but that's not the point, the point is that I was cheated."

I raised my head, and I knew how embarrassed I looked without needing to imagine. I wiped my tears first, and then reached out to throw away the tissue. Frank put his hand next to mine and said, "Give it to me."

We sat in our respective positions in silence, digesting our respective heavy thoughts. After 5 minutes passed, and 10 minutes passed, I pressed the rolled up tissue to my eyes and buried my face again.

Frank opened the passenger door, took a deep breath, and said word by word: "Come and sit, I'll drive."

With a strong nasal voice, I didn't even want to look at him, and said, "No need."

Frank knocked on the glass of the driver's seat outside the car window. Later, he opened the car door, squatted down and looked at me, and said, "You are in a bad mood, let me drive, you take a rest."

I was still crying and the tears kept gathering on my chin so it was cold and I was sobbing and my whole chest was aching and my temples were aching.

"Hey, don't cry, I'll drive you back, be obedient."

Frank wiped away my tears with his fingers, fastened the top button of the windbreaker, and said softly: "Go and sit down, sleep for a while if you are sleepy, it doesn't matter if you blame me, really."

Later, I threw myself into the seat as if I lost my strength, and Frank helped me drive. He asked, "Has Qi Hao not returned to Chengdu yet?"

"No." I, who hadn't come out of my depression, answered one word perfunctorily.

My phone lit up, I glanced at it and then turned it off, without even replying to a message, Frank saw my lock screen and asked, "Do you like this?"

"He has a name, not 'this'." The tone was still reluctant.

"I don't know what the name is, can you introduce me?"

The car drove forward slowly, and I said, "Lina Belle is a little fox, and her identity is a detective"

"Do you like it?"

"Of course I like it. If you hate it, there's no need to use it as a lock screen."

Frank looked at my lock screen several times, and the car drove out of the parking lot. He said, "My colleague flew to Shanghai last week to buy this doll for her daughter. Did you buy it?"

I shook my head and said, "I don't have time, I have to pick them myself, each one looks different, so I have to choose the cutest and most compatible one."

"Want it?"

"want to."

The car was quiet for several seconds, and Frank suddenly said, "I'll take you if you want."

He is busier than me, so there is a high probability that he just said it casually, so I didn't intend to take it to heart, and said: "Thank you, but no need, I will go when I am free, anyway."

People keep sending me messages, so that fox keeps showing up, and Frank has nothing to do while waiting at the red light, and stares at it for a long time again.

Not knowing why, he sighed again: "It's quite cute after looking at it for a long time."

"You are so reluctant." I wiped my eyes for the last time, felt better, and stopped crying.

Both the car and I were sent home by Frank. He held the coat in one hand and held the car door in the other. He stayed behind and said, "It's time to add clothes. Remember to take medicine if you catch a cold."

"You don't need to care."

"Okay, okay, let's go upstairs, don't get too cold." Frank said, and closed the car door.

After he left, I sat in the co-pilot in a daze for several minutes, thinking about a lot of things.

It's only October, and it's not yet the time to chill the bad guys.