A Poem for Chen Fang

Happy ending

<Hot-tempered, devoted pursuer VS aloof, secretly flirtatious pursued>

Chen Fang says he likes me?

How could that be? We’ve known each other for ten years, and he’s always had girlfriends.

At the last moment, when passion overwhelms us, I use the last bit of my self-control to say, “Chen Fang, don’t do something we’ll regret.”

The gaze of the person before me darkens, and then he becomes even more forceful. “The thing I regret most is not doing this sooner.”