Foley knew that he would make that decision sooner or later, and he was waiting, like all ordinary individuals, for someone to help him make a decision, and from the moment he decided to hide the truth about his mother's illness, he could no longer make a decision with great responsibility in his life.

Ephia stepped out of the room beside him, and he heard his own heartbeat, hot and afraid.

Perhaps this was their fate, and he realized that parting meant eternal loss, a realism that was unfounded but true.

"I'll walk with you. Maybe take a walk. ”

Efia looked back, turned around and smiled, "Still don't need to." ”

Representative Foley understands what she means, that those who experience separation will always have a piece of their mind to endure the next goodbye, thinking that they will not have to endure anything when it happens, but they forget that there are always times when the brain is lazy, and separation always comes quietly on those days when the wind and the sun are most inappropriate. No one can prepare in advance.

When Ephia was gone, Foley sat on the couch and Langkaram was reading a book on a wooden chair at the top of the stairs, and Foley recognized that it was an Agatha detective, and he smiled and imagined that Langkalam and Agatha were really similar.

"Sit down a little longer, Miss Lankalam."

"Okay, Foley, you go upstairs and rest first, and when John is going to sleep, I think I can spend a little more time with him."

"Then I'll go downstairs and take him to a shower later."

"Okay."

Representative Foley walks up to John and pinchs his round face, and John lifts up the spaceship.

"Look, it's pretty."

"What is this?"

"Rockets."

"But it's clearly a spaceship."

"No, it's a rocket, and then a spaceship. Here is its thruster. John pointed to the two raised squares and said earnestly.

"I'll go upstairs first, and I'll come down and take you to a shower later, okay, little man."

"Okay."

Thankfully, John is sensible like a robot. Representative Foley shook his head quickly, how could he have such an idea.

Back in the study, the bottle and glass were still on the desk, and the only thing that was different was that it looked the same as before going downstairs, and at this moment Ephia turned into a woman in a mint-colored fishtail dress, looking thin and small, as if it would shatter if she held it hard.

With such a figure and black pupils appearing in the room, and his eyes twitching with the leaves, Foley made sure again that he was not hallucinating before asking, "How did you get in?" ”

"You didn't close the window."

"It's rude."

"I know."

The girl approached Foley and almost touched the corner of his shirt. Representative Foley takes a step back.

"We just met this morning, and you miss me again?"

"Yes."

Unexpectedly, Lingmei Mussel replied like this, and Forley was a little overwhelmed, but after thinking about it, the truth was obvious, and he didn't think that maybe she would do what she wanted to do with him, or maybe she was here for this.

"Maybe we can talk about something else today." Representative Foley grew accustomed to her somewhat stiff pronunciation, which sounded mechanical, but not unpleasant.

When they got closer, the fragrance of the woman and the mysterious temperament of the mussels filled the room. Forlì, who had not yet calmed down his feelings for Ephia, took her into his arms.

The fish-like body did not resist, obedient like a soft ribbon.

She looked up at Forlì, cold fingers rubbing between her neck.

Representative Foley reaches out to turn off the lights in her room and pushes her toward her desk, her white shoulders covered in a mist in the night.

Representative Foley leans in.

Mussel Lingmei let out a painful grunt.

But Forlì suddenly stopped everything. He sat down in a chair next to him and moved his glasses and bottles away from her.

Mussel didn't speak, as if what had just happened and what was happening now was what she expected, at least, as it seemed to be to Representative Foley.

"How did you get up?"

"The windows aren't closed."

"You mean you jumped up?"

"Does it matter?"

"I thought maybe you could fold it into various shapes, like a data machine."

"A lot of women like to have the data device curled under their hair."

"It's amazing."

"That's a better place for guns." Representative Foley laughs, if it was Ephia on the other side, he must know what he was talking about.

It's a pity that the woman opposite at the moment is more mysterious than a mystery, but she looks weak and not frightened.

"We just met in the morning."

Representative Foley lazily stares at the second shelf.

Already dressed and standing by the window, it was as if a gust of wind was blowing, or when Forlì poured a glass of wine, she would disappear from where she stood, leaving behind a vegetative scent.

Neither of them mentioned what had just happened, and Foley might have had an explanation, but he knew he couldn't find an explanation, impulsiveness, disgust, or whatever, and he couldn't explain how Ephia's impulse shifted to Aygusit's Lingmei.

It was only the sudden voice that clearly told him that if he continued, Ephia would say goodbye to his life once and for all, and this time it would be more terrible than a silent departure - an eternal separation.

In an instant, he was completely disinterested, and the alcohol seemed to be blown away.

When he calmed down, he couldn't help but be nervous, this nervousness was so similar to before Sammel's suicide, and he hurriedly sent Mussel Lingmei away so that he could go out to find Ephia.

"I thought we'd like each other." There was no half-reproachful tone in Mussel Lingmei's gentle voice.

"No, it won't."

"I'm just saying I thought there would be some."

This time Foley didn't answer, and that sentence didn't count as a question, he thought to himself.

"Isn't the affection between people mutual? I like you, and you like me a little bit. ”

She looked at the side of Foley's face, and her voice was soft, as if the two had just enjoyed the joy of clouds and rain.

But just as if. Nothing happened.

Thinking about this, Forlì can't help but be a little glad that he didn't become the person who couldn't find a reason to go to Ephia.

"Maybe so, but it's much more complicated than that, and if it were that simple, I can't imagine what the world would be like once feelings became something that became clear to me."

"It's amazing." Mussel Lingmei muttered to herself.

"Yes." Representative Foley affirms her exclamation.

"I'll go first."

"I'll take you downstairs. You don't have to go out of the window anymore. ”

"If you go downstairs and get some wine in the kitchen."

When he heard this, Forley's body trembled, and a trace of fear and panic jumped up and down in his body.

"No, you'd better go through the gate."

The two of them came to the first floor one after the other, and Lang Calam was still sitting in his original position reading a book, such a person is really a rare good person, Foley thought to himself.

John glanced at him, and he thought that his son should have seen Mussel Lingmei. He ignored him, just thinking about letting the guests leave quickly.

"You seem to like her." Mussel Lingmei turned around and said.