Short story, finished.
"Hello, have you fallen out of love recently?"
"What..."
"I see that your face is gray, your eyes are dull, and your lips are cyanotic..."
"Sb."
"Hey, don't leave in a hurry - just say yes or no, right?"
Really?
Is this ten-year dream centered on his fantasy a love affair?
Quite absurd.
Intention: Love is a blessing