the night is deep, the trees outside the window is quietly silent, the wind has long gone, the moonlight is still faint, silently sprinkled, and at this time, I suddenly saw the moonlight Avoiding the clouds in the distance: silently, crying quietly, but not falling.
After waiting for ten minutes, the coffee shop door chines indicating a customer. I look up and immedietly caughth the sight of the crimson headed man coming in.
Arlo connects his eyes with mine and begins making his way to my table where I offer him a seat.
And once he sits down, I open my mouth to say the words I've been wanting to say all morning.
"I'm sorry."
"What for?"
"For how I lashed out on you the other day, I shouldn't have done that so I'm sorry."
Arlo's face softens. "It's okay, Jia. I was at the wrong t
