Woman In Irish Linen Shirt

I discouraged her from speaking slowly. My breathing was a little messy. I wanted to drink saliva as a cover, but I forgot the mask on my face. When the water came to her mouth, Miss Pan De laughed.

I pursed my lips and put down the water glass: "I'll get a new one."

"It's okay." She grabbed my hand and immediately released it. "The window is open. We keep a distance of one meter. It's safe. And it's been a week, and the flu is not that contagious."

I shook my head: "It will be better if you wear it." Then I took a new mask. "The doctor told me that the mask must be changed frequently, and the contaminated ones must be dealt with in time. He guessed that I was infected because I didn't Change in time. I heard that there are a lot fewer people who have the flu this time because everyone has taken protective measures. It's a bit like the flagship species in the concept of wildlife protection?"

Miss Pan De did not move. I stopped looking at her and sat on the single-seater sofa with a water glass.

"After all, a large number of respiratory diseases are spread by air. Masks are simple but useful." Miss Pan De put the pillow in her arms behind her waist, leaned comfortably there, tilted her head to look at me, "I didn't expect you to be right. Animal protection is also interested."

"That can't be said to be my interest." I looked at her, "but the concept of the flagship species is very educational. If one thing can be done and a hundred things can be solved at the same time, such an efficient solution, who doesn't want to elaborate Have a look?"

The smile on her face solidified. I seldom see her showing such an expression. I feel strange, right? I didn't agree to give her the data that day. I'm not a fool. I'm sure to guess afterwards. Today, I just started knocking on the side, so why is Miss Pan De so serious? I don't know what to expect, waiting for her to accept the move.

"Are you suggesting something?" There was another faint smile on her face.

I looked at her and became more and more confused: "It depends on what our topic is."

Miss Pan De did not speak. She sat up, held the water glass in her hand, and slowly turned in circles on the coaster. Seeing the cup moved to the edge of the coaster, she pushed it back, perhaps to the center: we were a little far apart, and I couldn't see clearly. I never found out that she cares so much about tidiness-my mind suddenly tense, is she nervous? What are we going to talk about today?

I also sat up and stood ready.

She picked up the water cup and put it to her lips. She should have taken a sip, barely seeing the swallowing motion. Her voice was very soft: "At least today's topic is not work."

"May I know why you are visiting?"

"For you." She didn't look at me. "I believe it was mentioned before. I want to make sure you are okay."

Why doesn't she look at me? There were huge doubts in my heart, but I chose to apologize first: "I’m sorry, Sonia. I didn’t expect you to come here to confirm if I’m getting better. You know, this is not so common in Singapore’s work culture. I didn't think about that much..."

"I thought I mentioned it." She still didn't look at me.

I was at a loss for words: "You did. I'm sorry."

"I didn't expect you to think of me this way, thinking that I was a workaholic who went to check the situation of the partner at the risk of infection." She raised her head, "Then this workaholic would also have to talk to a patient about the project during the weekend. , Forcing her to leave the hospital bed, the two people talked about resource integration from animal protection."

"I'm sorry." My heart twitched, my God, she really just came over to look at me. She still had an extremely thin smile, but it seemed to be torn apart. It was just a mask that she maintained for the sake of me and her decentness. I didn’t have time to think deeply, and tried my best to explain, trying to make her feel better: “It’s too inappropriate for me to think that way. You must feel offended. I didn’t expect you to be friends with me. You know, our position is very special……"

My apology stopped unconsciously. Miss Pan De looked at me squarely, her eyes full of meaning. In the sun, her pupils became clearer, which made me feel like I was being pressed step by step. We were in a mess, but we had no intention of caring, and looked back at her.

Her gray-green eyes contained a strong and dangerous message.

Miss Pan De looked at me: "I don't make friends with my clients."

My heart beats all the way, and she talks more in her eyes than this. Reason has told me not to look away, but I seem to be nailed to the spot, and I have not been able to look away from her for a long time. When I spoke, my voice was a little hoarse: "Don't you want to be friends with me?"

"I do not want."

I close my eyes. When I opened my eyes again, I was much gentler, and said pitifully, "I'm sorry I misunderstood your kindness. I apologize to you. Can you forgive me?"

A strange light flashed through her eyes: "Your apology has been accepted."

The aggression in Miss Pan De's eyes faded a lot.

But we all know that it is just a disguise.

I took the lead: "How do I look?"

"I don't know." She took a new pillow and hugged it in her arms. "At least it was a lot better than Tuesday. You looked like you might faint at any time that day."

"I haven't eaten for too long. After taking the medicine, I was more lethargic. In fact, I was not that seriously ill." Thinking of my funny and weak appearance, I was a little embarrassed, but I still tried my best to maintain the decentness of an adult." It makes you worry. It’s a lot better after eating that afternoon—by the way, thank you for the kiwi."

She smiled and shook her head.

"I'm a little curious," I tried to find the topic, "Why is kiwi fruit? You know, this is really not a common choice..."

After hearing what I said, she was stunned, staggering her eyes and whispering: "Generally speaking, people tend to miss home easily when they are uncomfortable. I don't know what I can do, at least I can buy you some food. You don't Do you like kiwi?"

"No, no." I was also startled, "but, why is it a kiwi?"

"The kiwi fruit is native to China." Her voice became smaller and smaller, "I searched on the Internet...this is silly."

I was a little anxious, and stood up to her side: "It's not stupid, not at all! Your gift is too careful, but I don't know it, you see, its name is "Strange", I thought it was a New Zealand fruit."

Miss Pan De held her hand under her eyebrows and no longer looked at me. She quietly turned away half of her body, it must be embarrassing. I did not sit down or sit down when I stood by and went back. She comforted her and said, "I am very happy. You thought about it for me when you chose a gift. I'm sorry I didn't have the first place. Time to understand the meaning. And it's delicious... I ate it that day! Really!"

She turned her head, looked at my trousers and asked: "Really?"

"It's true." I answered her softly. Miss Pan De's eyes went up all the way, staring at me.

Innocent. I am too naive.

Opposite is Sonia Pande, why did I take the initiative to send it forward?

Miss Pan De patted the side position and stopped my retreat. She immediately leaned back and looked up at me, looking a little naughty: "Don't be so far away. I'm glad you like it."

I was in a dilemma, unable to refute, pressed the upper edge of the mask, and sat down a little further away from her.

I can feel her gaze. Miss Pende climbed over my stiff back and followed my neck to her ears—she turned down again. Where is she looking? I didn't dare to move, I just felt stiff all over, my breath came out and hit my face again, and it was sultry. It was too hot today, because I knew she was coming. I haven't turned on the air conditioner since last night. The windows in the living room are always ventilated. After all, it is much cooler at night, but at this moment I have nowhere to hide in the sun.

She didn't have the consciousness of keeping her distance, and she actually took a step closer.

"I don't know if you have recovered 100%," her voice almost approached my ear, "but you are much more energetic than that day. You are too considerate, Yao, sometimes it is inevitable. It makes people feel that you are harsh on yourself. That's why I worry about you."

"I'm getting better." I turned around, not wanting her to think I was running away, "It's just a minor illness, everything will be fine. Thank you for considering me."

She got too close and looked at me straight and said, "Can I confirm it with my own eyes?"

"what?"

I didn't have time to ask.

Miss Pande's hands covered my ears. Her fingertips were warm, groping lightly along the outline, as if touching her earlobe accidentally, and finally stopped at the back. I felt a slight coolness. What was originally bound to me faded with her movements, leaving only the heat of me that had not been taken away by the wind, and the hidden waves when my eyes met. I am getting hot.

And her hand is still there.

She took off my mask.

Her gaze turned away, but she did not disappear, her fingertips gently brushed the bridge of my nose, and her eyes moved with it. I felt her fingertips. It was no longer a temptation to face my ears. She stroked my cheek like a wave rushing into the beach, and then repeated it again.

"It's all embossed." Miss Pan De's voice was very soft.

"I have been wearing a mask for the past two days." I sat up straight, moved back a little, and looked out the window. "We still have to maintain social distancing. This is the quarantine period. Besides, my illness is not healed."

"You don't have to do that." She was almost whispering, sounding pity and thought, "Does it hurt?"

"It's just an indentation. Thank you for asking."

Miss Pan De is still looking at me. My heart has never been so calm at the moment. The intuitions that I left behind and the guesses I suppressed in my heart have all been confirmed. It turns out that all doubts have a basis, not because I think too much, not because I am unwilling to be lonely. She was so close at hand that it made my breathing difficult: and my trembling happened for a reason.

If I kiss her now, she will definitely respond to me.

I looked back at her: "Are you straight?"

Her eyes were meaningful, and said: "Are you?"