《Flowing City》冰 δ 月光之尘

5、第 5 章

　　In the little café,

　　Cynthia gazed on the delicate kindle on the table; she knew Lance was site on her opposite, drinking the red wine in the decorated crystal cup held in his hand gracefully. He was so suit in this refined surrounding, melt into the picture of magnificence.

　　Cynthia sipped the hot coffee from cup.

　　Silence flowing among them, comparing the breezing whisper surrounding them, time seemed frozen, she got a little upset.

　　Through the tea-colored window, image of many couples of lovers add the romantic air.

　　All happened after that was like a dream to her.

　　She pretend as nothing had happened, as if her heart was as peaceful as before, like the mirror surface of silent lake, but the lake was not smooth any more, it had been stirred by the little stone lance dropped.

　　She underestimates the influence he had put on her.
　　How could he have illusions dream for this man? He is beyond her reach. Her love for him is doomed to be hopeless. Couldn’t say it out, always keep silence, could not think of him, but she couldn\'t help think of him. It was all his illusion in his head; she could easily droved to mad.

　　She could remembered the day she spared valentine’s day with Lance, when she sharing chocolate with him, his eyes was shining with the magic fire, easily pull her soul into his pupils, his stone carved perfect feature, his sexy lips. The way he gazed at her, his bronze skin, his perfect body, when he suck the chocolate scrap on her finger with his sexy lips, she was quivering like stunned by electric power, blood poured overflow her head, she couldn\'t think, couldn\'t breathe, just couldn\'t help quivering.

　　All the intimate scene were convolving in her head, she couldn’t escape from it, couldn’t escape from her own mind, these illusion like a big power, hold her mind, made her felt painful.

　　Hopeless!
　　But couldn’t help thinking him.
　　It’s really painful.

　　She pretend as nothing had happened, as if her heart was as peaceful as before, like the mirror surface of silent lake, but the lake was not smooth any more, it had been stirred by the little stone lance dropped.

　　Anyway, this job isn\'t a part time job, she would go back to school and abdicate this job when the new term starts.

　　This cold, cold man, but she could not swept him out of her mind, and sometimes she had the illusion that he is not as cold as he looks. she don\'t like this feeling, it make her upset.

　　The day on the end of that month was spring festival, a very important day in china, but Cynthia has it by herself, she stayed in her little room she rented in Taipei,

　　It was a little cold in the deep winter, Cynthia imagined she was in the snow world, it was very crowd in the street, people were busy purchasing foods, new clothes and presents for the spring festival. Though surrounded by the crowd, Cynthia felt very lonely, She was always be so lonely, never cared by somebody, or care for somebody. But she felt she was fairly free, free but lonely. Compared to the crowd people busying with purchasing and preparing for the Festival, she was rather absentminded, linger in the streets with no destination.

　　Passed by a candy shop, she was fascinated by kinds of beautiful candies, perhaps spring festival with lovely candies would be a good idea, but the price blocked further step, she need to collect money for tuition of next term, beautiful clothes in shop window always became luxury dream. she could not compare with those fortunate girl, no friend, no relative, even no one accompany in her little rented room will be all she got in her spring festival.

　　Walking absentmindedly, she didn\'t know when she was striding in a stone road lead to the hilltop. But it\'s never mind, she rather enjoyed the landscape by the hillside, it was in the deep winter, but no one would felt it there, it\'s like spring. It’s leisure to linger on the hill, she could find her way home back when she felt she got tired.

　　A beautiful red maple leaf dropped on her hand, she was she was in a maple forest, the maple leaves were as red as fire, very beautiful. It was fairly a surprise to her, she was amazed to stand there and seeing the red leaves falling down on her.

　　The stone road lead to a beautiful white villa on the mountaintop, she could see it vaguely, built by pure white marble, old roman style architecture. Very lovely, like a white cloud on the hilltop, decorate the landscape,

　　She find it was became dark when she return mind, just intend to go home, she heard brake of car, a white BMW stopped by her side.