Your Distance

The original return flight on Saturday night, Park Chang-yi changed to early morning.

The plane landed on time. He put down the magazine and glanced at his watch. He should be able to get home before eight o'clock so that he could have breakfast with most of the court frosts who had not yet got up. They can have a good talk during breakfast. After breakfast, he sent the frost to the cafe to work, and he sat in the old place of the cafe himself, reading books and people.

Thinking about it this way, when Bo Changyi opened the door, he did not consciously bring a smile on his eyes.

When the door opened, the sight disappeared that smile.

The home was empty and untidy.

There were no comic books on the sofa that turned over a few pages. There were no half-bottles of beer on the coffee table, which had been warmed in the summer air. There were no littering pillows on the carpet. The jeans and t-shirts on the back were not changed.

Park Chang Yi continued to walk inside.

No decanter with flowers on the table. A spoonful of watermelon was not dug out from the cooking table. The refrigerator was filled with all kinds of ingredients, as if it had just been replenished, and there was no ice cream in the freezer. Even the trash cans are clean.

There are no comics and various course notes on the shelves in the study. There were no messy draft papers on the desks and laptops with stickers of anime characters.

Go upstairs.

In the bedroom, the beds were neat and tidy, as if no one had ever slept.

On the balcony, the soot in the pots was cleared, and the cactus was alive in the sun.

There is only one toothbrush and cup left on the sink in the bathroom. There is only a set of white towels on the towel rack. Both the bathtub and the toilet tank were empty and nothing was left.

The toilet ring was lowered.

"It's a bad habit to put down the toilet ring at will, and it's bad, and quickly changed it." In the early morning, Ting Shuang turned his head and coquettished with him.

It is no accident that Bai Changyi went to see other bathrooms. Now the toilet ring of all bathrooms has been put down.

Everything has returned to what it was three months ago.

The whole house is like a hotel.

Slightly different from three months ago, only the glass jar with money on the bedside and the three-dimensional world map with a small flag.

There are now ten fifty euro notes in the glass jar.

Park Chang went to the map, picked up the small flag, and looked for a while.

"We are here." Not long ago, Ting Shuang inserted the small flag into Hanover on the map. "Looking at the map later, I can remember ... where we have been together."

Park Chang intended to insert the small flag back.

The night before the business trip, in his opinion, it was not even a quarrel. The child was unwilling to communicate because of his temper, so he could not force it, so he planned to come back and talk about it.

but now……

What's going on with this terrible feeling of being broken up (and getting a break up fee)?

Ting Shuang, 4.8 km away, had already got up.

Although the new apartment has not yet landed, at least the old apartment is his this month.

He finished shaving and looked at himself in the mirror. The sun came in through the window behind him, giving the face and clavicle in the mirror a bright light.

He is in a mixed mood now.

In other words, he is very full of inner drama now.

A ting expression is evil.

Huh, old beast, tell you to stay in a hotel, tell you to go on a business trip, and when you get home tonight, you will know what a lost lover is.

A ting is sadly aside.

but……

Even if Boss found out that he had moved away, he wouldn't feel anything at all ...

Boss Bo had no plans to live with him, was it normal for him to move ...

The evil one ting a smug smile.

Huh, it's normal to move away, but it's not imaginable that this kind of genius and irritating behavior put down the toilet ring before leaving.

The sad ting is even more sad.

Hey, what's the use of your boss?

Angry, he was upset ...

You're upset, you're not happy ...

Can you be a mature adult?

Ting Shuang biked to the cafe all the way to predict the reaction of Bo Changyi tonight after arriving home.

Unexpectedly, when he was about to reach the cafe, he saw Bai Changyi standing under the sign of Freesia in the distance.

Ting Shuang was taken aback, and immediately hurried.

Why is Boss here? !!

Already returned home ... or came directly from the airport ...

I do n’t have any luggage on my hands.

This battle now ... Boss Boss will not be so angry that he will run into domestic violence?

Just when he was in a state of jealousy, Bo Changyi also saw him.

The eyes of the two met, all the complex emotions in Ting Shuang's mind just now-nervousness, worry, sadness, grumpy ... all became miss.

I want to forget all the unhappiness before.

Want to run over.

Want to hug.

Want to kiss.

Ting Shuang held his bicycle and walked towards the cafe door.

He was about to walk in front of the other person, and he had a feeling of cowardice in his hometown.

Don't know what to say.

"... early." Ting Shuang said dryly.

"Early," said Bo Changyi.

Ting Shuang felt suffocated.

This terrible atmosphere.

This awkward greeting.

This corner coffee shop.

Why do you feel reunited after you split up ...

"That ..." Ting Shuang said as he locked his car. "Why are you back ... I'm going to work ... well ... I can't talk to you for too long ..."

"I'm not here to chat with you," Bo Changyi said.