"Not only those people, even my fiancee thought you were in love with your aunt. At that time she thought she was watching Romeo and Juliet every day! You're the only one who knows your heart. We don't know. M s. Hart doesn't know.
After all, you loved your aunt so much four years ago. You just didn't sneak into your aunt’s window like Romeo did..."
"Never mind that. If you love Ms. Hart, at least let her know. Do you really think it's okay for you to hang around Ms. Hart like a nuisance? You're obviously making her think you're just trying to have sex with her, you know?"
Charlie reached out and clapped him heavily on the shoulder:
"It's actually easy to say those three words to the woman you love. If you love her and want her to know, then you must say it. You can never guess how someone feels inside.
We don't know what's going on in someone else’s mind. Just like you don't know what's going on in Ms. Hart's mind, Ms. Hart doesn't know what’s going on in yours. For example, Grace and I can’t figure each other out without expressing ourselves..."
In fact, the time the two spent together was a little too short. After ten or twenty years together, they would know what the other was thinking as soon as the other opened the mouth.
His eyes moved slightly and the hard lines of Mark's handsome face softened slightly. "When are you going back to Santabaca?”
"Soon. I just came by to give you an invitation and have a drink with you. What else?"
"Since you have nothing else to do, let’s go see my daughter before you go back..."
Charlie became interested. He looked at the time. It was two o'clock. "Let's go, I have a gift for her..."
"Let's wait for another two and a half hours...”
"Why?"
"Yesterday I went to school without telling her mother and took her out to fly a kite. My daughter was denied dinner as punishment when she went back home..."
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