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.

When we could meet up by just riding a taxi, we would always get into arguments. Now that we were in different time zones, he could still remember the little details about

Without beating around the bush, I asked, "Didn't you study psychology? I wanted to ask you. What's the reason for a person to ignore someone, avoid her and not even talk to her

talking about Hendrix?" lan said, "Even the media in Mesville reported the

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

proud of. lan was someone pure. I didn't want to expose him to these humiliating

friend," lan repeated

"Well, you can tell your friend that this is a typical evasive mentality.

It's also possible that

believes

his feelings. To be honest, your friend lacks a sense of security and self-esteem when it comes to matters

on an underlying meaning. As all good friends do, he was making fun of me. I

strong-willed to me. Did he really

this, I had an epiphany. Indeed, it was plausible. Everyone's a coward in front of the person they

I do..."

I realized that I misspoke. I quickly corrected myself and