I looked back and saw Patrick standing behind me.
Seeing him, I began to panic instinctively, fearing that he would say something. So I quickly said to Kelsi, "Then I'll go first."
After that, I left quickly.
Before I could go far, I heard Patrick asking Kelsi, "What did you guys talk about?"
"Miss Archer said that she would leave City Y in a few days."
Kelsi answered.
"What will Patrick think about if he knows I'm leaving?"
I didn't know.
But the answer wouldn't matter to me anymore.
The important thing was that I would no longer be involved in them.
I walked home alone. As soon as I entered the house, I saw Lisa eating instant noodles again.
When she saw me, she sniffed. "Where have you been? Why is the smell of smoke on your
body so strong?"
"Is it so?" I tugged at my clothes and smelled it by myself.
I could only smell a little of it.
"Yes, I'm a stewardess. I'm the most sensitive to the smell of cigarettes." Lisa stood up and walked to my side. Then she took a whiff of the cigarette and said, "Have you gone to see Patrick?"
"No, I didn't."
"You're lying!" Lisa snapped, "Don't lie to me. You surely went to meet him. Tell me, what did you see him for?"
"I..." Looking at Lisa, I, who had held so many things to myself in my heart, failed to hold myself back and said, "Patrick is going to marry Kelsi on his 30th birthday."
"What?" Lisa was stunned as well, "What the heck? So soon?"
"Yes." I smiled self-mockingly, "I thought so. But I asked him, only to find that they have been engaged for more than half a year..."
"Then why did he come to harass you?"
"He said he was addicted to sleeping with me."
My words infuriated Lisa. She reached out for her coat directly and said, "Did he say that?
F*ck, I'm going to kill him!"
"Don't!" I pulled Lisa's arm and said, "Forget it. Let bygones be bygones. I need to start anew again. If I continue to be entangled with him, I can never make a comeback."
I needed a new life.
I needed to start a life without Patrick.
"...Well, yes, you have to live well! Only then will he regret it so much!"
Except for saying so, Lisa probably didn't know how to comfort me.
I went back to my room and looked at the watercolor papers piled up in the corner. Then I took out one piece and stuck it to the drawing board. I took out the watercolor pigment and began to draw.
It wasn't until I started drawing that I found the way Patrick had smoked in front of the window was deeply impressed in my mind.
As for every ray of light and every color back then...
I remembered them quite clearly.
As long as I started writing, I could draw smoothly with no deliberation.
After I finished drawing...
I looked at this painting. And tears began to fall once more.
"Patrick, everything between us is indeed over this time."
"Youn should never come to harass me again."
I put the drawing board in the reverse direction in my room, took out my cell phone, and blacklisted his phone number.
It was over.
Everything was over.
The next day, Kelsi contacted me to go through the transferring procedures of the house. And I went to the bank to transfer the money to her.
After getting in touch with Kelsi for a whole day, I felt more and more strongly that Kelsi was indeed the one most suitable for Patrick.
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