As long as you're alive, there's bound to be a day like that, right?
She always anticipated it this way.
*
Aya Candi didn't expect that she wouldn't find Eric Candi, but instead, Eric Candi found her first.
Amidst the cicada chirping and crowds weaving on the summer street, the tall, stern-faced man standing alone under the tree shade emitted an inviting coolness, akin to a mobile air conditioner.
"Hi." She waved at him half-heartedly, greeting him.
Eric Candi glanced at her, then turned away to walk out.
Aya Candi pursed her lips and followed behind him.
Eric Candi led her to a hot pot restaurant; it looked like he intended to treat her to a meal.
Aya Candi didn't bother being polite and sat down to eat heartily.
The man across from her didn't touch his chopsticks, leaning against the sofa smoking continuously.
