An Old friend
Have dinner with my old friend.We know each other for eighteen years.
He was my classmate, my colleague ...
We talk about our job.
I feel helpless.
I feel lost.
No way out.
We talk about our romance.
He always asks when will I be married.
How could I know......
posted by ccming @ 11:37 pm
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