“Here, for you, dessert after the meal.” He handed me an ice cream cone.
I had just glanced at him, and he knew I wanted to eat this. How sweet!
“This couple’s keychain looks great! Should we buy a pair?”
I was so excited that I was about to take it to the checkout, but he shook his head with a troubled expression.
“Why not?”
He didn’t seem unwilling, but rather like he had some difficulty. But I’m the one paying! Isn’t it a matter of money?
“This one is green.”
I looked at the keychains; the male version was green, and the female version was pink.
“Is there a problem? Do you want the pink one?”
“No, the pink one should be paired with blue; those two are a perfect match, green won’t do.”
“Huh? You’re not buying it just because of that?”
“Exactly, they don’t match.” What a bizarre thought! I didn’t understand.
But I couldn’t argue with him, because after he said that, he forcibly pulled me out.
I was just about to take a black skirt to the checkout.
“Don’t buy that.”
“Why not? Didn’t you say I looked good in it when I tried it on just now?”
I looked at him in confusion, bring on any more advice you have!
“A girl shouldn’t wear black.” Why would he make a black style if it can’t be worn!
“There are so many girls on the street wearing black.”
“The girls I know don’t wear black.”
I finally understood why his flaw was described as “having very strong principles.” That was just a euphemism; he was more like “a persistent nag.” I really couldn’t take it anymore! From the moment we met, he had to give advice on everything I did. If there was a reason, that would be one thing, but the later things were completely unreasonable. Compared to his “nagging” skills, his gentleness towards me was negligible. I couldn’t risk it; if he kept nagging me like this, my mental state would be concerning. Since I had already made up my mind, I decided to act quickly. I snatched the black skirt from his hand and rushed to the checkout. After paying, I hurriedly walked up to him and said, “We can’t work together if our paths are different.” Then I tossed my hair and left gracefully.
Although I left in style, my heart wasn’t so calm. That nagging donkey was someone I had worked so hard to dig out, and now even he was gone. Where else could I find a match? After thinking it over, the only option left was the “average guy” I had set aside because he was just too ordinary in appearance.
“The coffee beans are too high; I can’t reach them.” The clerk looked at the cabinet with a troubled expression.
“I’ll help.”
A woman was grimacing as she twisted the cap off a drink bottle.
“I’ll open it for you.”
“Ah! Where is the bus stop?” An elderly lady was preparing to go out, walking unsteadily.
“I’ll take you there.”
A girl with her leg in a cast was at a loss because there were no seats on the first floor.
“I’ll carry you upstairs.”
I looked at the not-so-tall, slightly chubby man with bouncy cheeks and sighed softly. He had been in the café for a whole hour since he walked in, but he hadn’t come to my table at all. It wasn’t that he didn’t recognize me; he simply didn’t have the time. I walked out of the café, thinking I wouldn’t need to see him again because he was just too good for me to handle; he should be left for the public. I sat dejectedly on a park bench, the sunset glow shining on me. I rarely felt melancholic; why was it so hard to find a partner? Could it really be my fault?
“Do you want to marry me?”
Just as I was seriously reflecting on whether my decision was wrong, a voice that felt like heavenly music to me at that moment came through. I looked up at the person blocking the sunset glow, and for some reason, I said, “Okay.”
The end
