(BLOG FOR 09-08-26)

There is no absolute right or wrong decisions in love. However, hurt is inevitable.

                                                                                                        -- By those getting through love

She was aiming at the black eight with the cue with her mind flying away. The young man stood by her seemed a master-hand in billiards.

The image of black eight blurred before her eyes. She bent over the table, plain figure.

She is hesitating.

“Hey, come on, honey! What are you waiting for?” The young man said with her arms crossed in front of his body.

His voice shocked her. So familiar it is. She could not help raising her eyes to his face. Similar face outline to that in her mind, but exactly not. She knew this face in this bollards club just seven hours ago, while that face had carved in her heart for seven years.

Honey? She waved her head and tittered. She never dared to have the wild wishes that hearing this word for his just came out of his mouth for they were exactly and desperately impossible. After the failure of her seven year’s persistence chasing to him, she had to submit to the cruel reality – her lack of charm to boys.

In the past seven years, she proposed four times to him and met silence with no exception. He made her feel shameful even disgraceful for herself. How dare you, a girl, persisted in focus a boy for seven years without any good result?! You were totally a failure!

“pong！”

She hit the black eight and got it with no question.

(TBC)

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Always keep the faith. Hope to the end.