《Flowing City》冰 δ 月光之尘

8、第 8 章

　　The happiness was so soon, left long heavy depress and sorrow.
　　Joyful memory was like a dream, but sorrow was so real existing and will last long enough to lick up her bleeding heart.

　　It was in the flowing city, the cold city, he could never know how she felt of him, how much she loved him, all this pain would be swallowed by herself, this wound would never be heal, how could she fell love with such a cold man, all she could get, was hurt again and again, she know it from the beginning, from the moment she saw him for the first time, but she could not help falling love with him. She felt so painful, felt she could not love again, but when his imagine came into his sight, her love for him fired again, she gave herself, her heart to him, he just tear them into pieces again and again, she was left there to taste the broken heart.

　　It was like a big hole in her heart, she could not thought, could not breathe, she fell down on the street in the big rain, it was so painful, her heart was aching so bad, like the life was meaningless, like she don’t want to live anymore, death was far better to her, but she couldn’t, she had her child, no matter it would be a boy or a girl, she love him, she could not kill him. He would look like his father, she would bring him up, she also had her hope.

　　In the end, all the memory was like a dream, Cynthia was standing in the cold rain, the past was like moving picture, playing livingly in her mind. She don\'t know whether it\'s tear or the raindrop on her check, life was meaningless for her in a second, but she recalled the baby she of Lance had, it a new little life. she could not kill him. she would love him very much, her lovely baby, it was her new hope, the thing made her still want to lea

　　But she could still be free, she\'s free now, all the burden and inconfidence which had depressed her so much seemed to be turned into foam. the memory, no matter it is happy or unhappy, they all seemed like dreams, and now she felt she was free, so free in the fresh air in a city she had never come.

　　All she got after so many years was her son, her lovely son, as a memory of the past, she felt she had drawed all her passion, love and the hope toward the future on him, he was all she got, and she felt she could not love again. love any man,

　　Love is like flower in the mist
　　It came by the mid-night and faded before the dawn
　　It was like the spring dream, which could not last
　　It was like the morning clouds you don\'t know where it had gone.

　　Once you had loved so deep and was hurt so deep
　　You would found that you could not love again.

　　The heavy rain dropped on her weak shoulder, she was wet from head to feet, she was so cold, the cold sting into her bone, but it could not match the pain in her heart, no tomorrow, no future, she’s really too tired, too tired and despair, she would drop down, and sleep forever, never wake, a faint smile appeared on her pale lip, no suffering anymore. But a anxious thought scraped in her mind, her child. She don’t want to lose him.

　　It was in a little city in the southern Taipei where no one could think out she would stayed there. It was very lucky that she could find a job as a designer in an upholstery company.