My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

After calming down, I took two steps further and walked slowly along the shopping district.

When I passed by a cafe, I was attracted by the strong coffee aroma. I went inside and sat down at a random table. I then ordered a cup of hot Americano coffee with half sugar.

Only Hendrix could drink black coffee without sugar.

After much contemplation, I dialed lan's number.

A few seconds later, I finally heard lan's familiar voice, "Arianna? How have you been?"

"I'm alright. You're still awake at this time?" I didn't expect the phone call to actually go through.

"I'm at war," lan said.

"What?" I was confused for a moment. I haven't heard anything about a military operation happening in Mesville recently.

"Haha, nothing. What about you? What can I do for you?" lan knew me very well.

would always get into arguments. Now that we were in different time

beating around the bush, I asked, "Didn't you study psychology? I wanted to ask you. What's the reason for a person to

the media in Mesville reported the affair between him and Andrea. That's just really

I scratched my head and looked resigned, "It's a friend. I'm asking

something to be proud of. lan was someone pure. I didn't want to expose

Your friend," lan

is a typical evasive

also possible that

believes

other person. Or maybe, he's scared he'll end up losing the friendship after revealing his feelings. To be honest, your friend lacks a sense of

obviously hinting on an underlying meaning. As all good friends do, he was

strong-willed to

it was plausible. Everyone's a coward in front

should I do..."

Halfway through my sentence, I realized that I misspoke. I quickly corrected myself and