(9) Coffee stains in the office
Mr. Chen, your suit… “Lisa stood at the office door, looking at the lipstick mark Sofia had left on Jack’s shirt.” Do you need me to help you contact the dry cleaner
Jack looked down at the rouge stains on his chest and suddenly burst out laughing. He untied his tie and tucked the hem of his shirt into his pants. “No need, Lisa,” he said, grabbing the financial statements from the table. “Today’s morning meeting has been postponed for half an hour, and I’m going to buy breakfast for someone
When he rushed into the emergency room carrying hot cocoa and bagels, he caught Sofia dancing salsa for the patient. Her nurse uniform fluttered with the rhythm, like a flag of victory. The elderly patient laughed so hard that his dentures were almost falling out, and the heartbeat curve on the monitor was as cheerful as dancing.
(10) Resonance of the soul
They were dancing salsa in Sofia’s small apartment, and Jack’s leather shoes dirtied her Persian carpet. The moonlight shone through the blinds, drawing silver stripes on Sofia’s exposed back.
Do you know? “She suddenly stopped dancing and pressed her forehead against his sweaty shirt.” I used to think that love should be as earth shattering as in movies
What about now? “Jack kissed the sweat off her eyelashes.
Now… “Sofia smiled and traced her finger across the scar in his palm.” I think love is like a stomach potion at 3am, like lipstick stains on a coffee cup, like… “She tiptoed and whispered in his ear,” It’s the moonlight on the Brooklyn Bridge and the coffee stains on Wall Street
(11) The choice of fate
Three months later, Jack stood at the security checkpoint at Changi Airport in Singapore. The plane ticket in my hand is so hot that it feels like it’s going to burn through my palm. The company is sending him to Southeast Asia to lead infrastructure projects for a period of two years.
This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, “the department director patted his shoulder,” coming back will be the executive director
The phone suddenly vibrated, it was a video sent by Sofia. In the picture, she is hanging stars on the Christmas tree, with flour on her white sweater: “Guess what I’m baking?” She turned around and revealed her chocolate sauce covered apron, “Your favorite lava cake
Jack looked at the sparkling Christmas lights at the end of her hair and suddenly remembered the beautiful curve drawn by her skirt on that rainy night. He took out the resignation letter from the pocket of his suit and turned to walk towards the duty director’s counter.
(12) Growing Pains
Mom, why did Teacher Lisa say my drawings were too messy? “Six year old Emily held up a piece of painted paper, tears welling up in her eyes. The painting shows Sofia wearing a nurse’s uniform and Jack wearing a safety helmet, with a crooked little girl standing in between.
Sofia squatted down to help her daughter wipe away her tears. Seven years of experience in the emergency room made her still gentle when facing crying children: “Because Teacher Lisa has never seen the real starry sky.” She pointed to the yellow vortex in the painting and said, “Look, this is Dad’s safety helmet shining on the construction site, this is Mom’s nurse badge singing
Jack poked his head out of the study and saw the silhouette of his wife and daughter in the sunset. Suddenly, he remembered when he was six years old and was mocked by his classmates for not being able to afford crayons. He walked over and lifted Emily over her shoulder, saying, “Tomorrow Dad will take you to buy fluorescent paint. Shall we stick this painting on Lisa’s desk
