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.

just riding a taxi, we would always get into arguments. Now that we were in different time zones, he could still remember

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

the media in Mesville reported

my head and looked resigned,

of. lan was

friend," lan repeated

a typical evasive

possible that

believes

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

good friends do, he was making fun of me. I

frightening as Jordan seemed rather strong-willed to me. Did he

epiphany. Indeed, it was plausible. Everyone's a coward in front of the person

I

I quickly corrected myself and said, "I mean, what should my friend