Chapter 3

 

- "How is your friend?" -

- "Well, thank you." -

- "Nothing ... And you? You know, I saw you very sad this morning." -

- "Do not worry Qian Unni, also I'm fine." -

Sun Young smiles, Qian smiles.

Sun Young looks up, Qian lowers it.

It's Friday afternoon.

The two girls are sitting on one of the many benches of the elegant town house.

They are not too far apart, their hands are very close.

Slowly, Qian's fingers are intertwined with those of Sun Young.

She is closer to brown. Shoulder to Shoulder.

Slightly tilt the head, closing her eyes.

And only when the soft lips of the Chinese rely on their Sun Young, she realizes that it is time to let go.

But another thing to think about before you turn off your brain, that as a first kiss is not bad.

 

After the first kiss, the following are just shy to brush against lips and giggles from twelve years old - how would Krystal.

After the fifth - or sixth? - Kiss, the thin arms of Qian embrace the dock of the brown, and the face of the Chinese on recess of the neck.

- "You know ... Macaroons!" -

- "Eh ...?" -

- "It's a compliment." -

- "Yeah, I got that." -

And then feel Qian laugh on her neck.

Even Sun Young laughs, but the smile died when she sees in the distance the glare of Jia perforate the head.

 

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Just as imagined, the visit of Jia not long in coming.

- "You have to leave her." -

Sun Young opens her eyes.

It 's been so direct, but now but now just remain silent.

- "And why? Who are you to tell me these things?" -

Jia laughs, Sun Young would want to slap her.

- "I do not know her like I do. You're Not nobody to me." Jia-exclaims, pointing her chest with her forefinger.

- "Qian loves me." - Says Sun Young, scowling.

- "It should be enough?" -

- "Yes and I tell you more, she loves me than more she loves you." -

Sun Young will never forget the five fingers of Jia on her cheek.

 

The worst thing you can does Jia, however, understands the next day in the bathroom when she hears the two Chinese fighting.

She does not understand anything, do not speak Mandarin.

But she sees the tears of Qian, and that is enough.

 

 

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- "So - starts doubting Sehun - do not talk anymore at her ..." -

- "Exactly." - Sun Young nods convinced.

- "What an idiot." - Krystal's voice is more shrill than usual, on that Wednesday in December.

- "In fact ..." - Amber from scratch arm in obvious difficulty.

- "That you're saying to us that just because one with a terrible taste in clothes, threatens you, soft?" -

Sun Young makes a slight grimace, but she nods again.

- "What an idiot." -

Sun Young will not tolerate that are three to tell her.

She gets up and glares at all.

She is believed that if it was the "bad" for a movie, would disappear with a white cloud and an evil laugh - but just play down, this is not funny.

 

Go to class, the folder is heavy and can not wait to get rid of.

The classroom is empty, or not.

The chair (instead of the teacher) is sitting Qian.

Sun Young winces.

- "There are four days that I avoid and which do not respond to my messages. - Says dry cabbage need explanations! - It 's something wrong? Are you hurt? Did I do something wrong?" -

Qian's voice cracks, the heart of Sun Young breaks.

- "No ... But we can no longer see to the repetitions of history." -

Sun Young looks down, Qian lifting him.

- "Sun Young ..." -

- "No Sun Young: Do not make things more difficult." -

Qian looks down: - "As you wish. Would not you'll be more in the way, if that's what you want." -

She says those words, with a coolness that Sun Young has never heard.

Trembles slightly.

The eyes are full of tears, but can still see Qian run away.

 

 

 

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Christmas is drawing near.

The last day of school has arrived.

Schools over. (Finally!)

Qian and Jia have started to talk.

Qian and Sun Young not.

 

The chestnut follows the physics lesson with a certain boredom.

The mouth of the teacher moves really no words that will come out.

It 's a little that Sun Young is absent.

But yeah, this is the appropriate term.

All the days seem empty and wonders if it will always be so.

Maybe "The universe Qian" was only one outlet in the day, a mistake.

Amber wants to be like, or how Krystal: brave.

 Because Sun Young not take the initiative, follow the crowd.

And she hates that.

Out of the corner of the eye known Jia and Qian laugh.

She wants to smash everything, wants to scream out all the air that the lungs, but something stops her. A wall too high and often.

That wall that Qian has broken down, but that Jia has reared without restraint.

 

A paper ball goes straight in the head making it scare her.

The teacher does not seem to be noticed.

She bends slightly, grabbing his hand the object.

She opens it curiously enough:

"Yah, 31, celebrate with us, light? We need to get together before everyone scattered for college! We'll go to a local center, Sandara has booked just for us. We will be familiar, but there will also be Chinese children. Do not be late, and bring the beers!

Hyosung. "

 

 

Sun Young thinks about it.

Maybe you should get out, do not want to put up with the paternal parental.

She turns to the girl and smiled in acknowledgment.

In exchange for receiving one of the many smiles gum Hyosung.

 

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The 31 comes in a whisper.

And now Sun Young is sitting on her bed. The dress you have to put it next to her this evening.

For one night she wants to dress well.

On the radio there is a song by Mary J. Blige.

Occasionally hear some high-pitched.

The reach distant and muffled.

At this moment she feels so embarrassed.

The door is closed.

The cheeks are red on the forehead and a light sheen of sweat.

The hand near the edge of sweatpants.

Launch a sigh as her fingers make their way to the elastic of her are those who gave her the aunt.

Eyes shut tight and hier head is just a thought: Qian.

It is now very close to a point where not even know exist.

On the radio you hear yet another sharp.

She's so good.

Maybe so it feels when you reach nirvana.

It 's all so embarrassing, but even so perfect.

- "Sun Young why do not you ... What the hell are you doing?" -

The brown eyes widen: her mother.

 

- "So you just sgam, huh?" -

The laughter of Krystal is acute and echoes throughout the room - thank goodness the music is very high.

Sehun and Amber try to hold back and it hangs Sun Young had told their everything.

She gets pissed off and goes to get a beer.

The uncork and looks around: there are all right.

Better. At least if you will sit in the toilet all the time or no one will notice.

Back to sofas where you were her friends a few minutes before, but can not find any more: great!

 

The past midnight about an hour and Sun Young her third beer lay it on the ground.

Vague glances around the room: Fei Fei and Yixing who knows where they are volatilized, Amber and Krystal are frolicking on one of the sofas, Sehun is gone, Minji and Sandara laugh to watch a taste Chae Rin - more drunk with her ​​- who strips dancing badly on a table, Bom languid glances to all male persons present.

Minho and Jin Ri now have abandoned the Wii console for necking.

The usual.

And in all this Imany sings "You will never know."

But Sun Young feels she has truly touched the bottom, after months, when she sees Qian and Jia on the bench in front of her.

They hold their hand, are close and whisper in the ears.

The look for long moments until Qian does not return the gaze; seems full of hate and resentment.

Sun Young's eyes fill with tears and beer dates.

She jumps up - but nobody really notice - (turns head) and runs groping toward the bathroom.

It's time to get to the cabin before you vomit the soul.

For as long as she does not understand anything, but patting comforted (by a small hand and kind) feels them.

 

still hurts, but Sun Young does not mind. It focuses more on the air that cold December comes in the face.

She looks down to find Qian who offers her a cigarette.

- "Do you want?" -

The brown nods, before putting a cigarette between her lips dry.

Qian is a long shot, and sits on the ground.

Sun Young follows suit.

- "What's wrong?" - The Chinese question with slightly narrowed eyes.

- "I ... I do not know - the smallest clears - I do not know what you mean ..." -

- "Enough Sun Young! Do not be naive. I know because you moved away. Would you believe me so stupid, maybe? Jia told me. And I hated you so much ... I do throw down in this way ... But I tell you! fight for what you want, why you not und ... "-

Sun Young decides to silence her with a kiss wet and full of nostalgia.

- "Behold, I say this." -

Sun Young smiles, but returns immediately serious.

- "I - begins by taking a shot longer than the others - this is what I have ignored for so long. Then you came you, and you messed up everything: my brain, my heart." -

- "I take that as a compliment indirectly." -

- "That Friday afternoon at the park, I thought I had found my home. But Jia sees you feel bad, it made me rethink everything ..." -

The brown sighs and tries to stop the lump in that draws tears.

She wants to be strong and determined as ever.

She does not want to be taken for granted as all the heroines of the drama, the tears are now out of fashion.

Qian drops her cigarette, and grabs the cheeks Sun Young.

- "My favorite little one. You have not ruined anything, you'll ruin anything." -

- "... Why is that?" -

- "Because you're my everything ..." -

It 's all so damn perfect.

And she thinks even when buries her face in the crook of her neck Qian.

And she thinks even when their lips touch softly and shyly.

Right now Sun Young can not help but believe that "The universe Qian" both the safety and the confirmation that he was looking for nirvana.

She is certain.

And she loves to know that everything is true.

 

 

epilogue

 

 

5 days after.

 

Sun Young opens the locker.

Qian takes her jacket.

Sun Young gets into the backpack shoulder.

Qian closes the cabinet.

 

Qian smiles, Sun Young smiling.

Qian raises the sguado, Sun Young lowers it.

The hands grasp and butterflies (like all times) invade the stomach, head, heart.

The school is deserted.

It is now over.

Walk together for this corridor.

They do not know what will be waiting for them. The world is a recipient too generic. And this thing scares everyone, even the most arrogant.

But Sun Young knows this, and also Qian knows any thing dealt with then it is not so big and monstrous as it seems.

 

The End

 

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