Where Do I Go When Sober?

Suddenly, I felt a chill at my waist, followed by a wet, sticky sensation.

I turned around and saw a child who barely came up to my waist, holding an ice cream. A little cream clung to his tiny cherry-red lips, giving him an irresistibly adorable, mischievous look.

Oh, great. My white Armani suit! Now it’s a complete mess, and smells sweet, too. Milanese ice cream is famous all over the world, and I’m getting to experience its cool sweetness firsthand.

And then there was his handsome father. That’s how we met. He and I could barely speak each other’s language, yet our bodies had already grown intimate. And the person whose heart had always been in tune with mine since childhood could only remain far away. Whose heart is it that knows another’s without a word?

Time only knows how to make people grow old. I don’t believe in love, yet I fear the sorrow of finding another place more comforting than home. The moon is brightest over one’s hometown, but I can’t go back. I can’t return to Ning Tao’s side...

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