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Rica now finds it difficult for her to open her mouth and say something when wandering again along that river, at night. Because lumbering alone that night, a cloudless night, the sweetness making her hard to breathe. It might not happen again, she thinks, it still feels like a dream.
It was after the champagne party, she was lightly drunk, but her mood was over the moon. said goodbye to her friends, crowded. They were still busy kissing and messing around, hugging and laughing at each other. Oh those soft girls. They shouted at Rica, take care! And the crowds slowly vanished into the building. It is yet too early for her to leave. Rica held a bottle of sparkling water in her hand, and a cup of pineapples. Her hair was messy and soaked by sweat, the cold air and the wind blew through her shoulder. It started to be chilling, she thought. Looking down at the rock road, moonlight shined on it, like the lake, like the ocean, like something shouldn’t appear now. A girl suddenly called up her name, Rica!! Rica!! Rica heard the sound of sports shoes tapping onto the rock, and a figure showed up. Hairs yellow like silk, reflecting the moonlight, looked even better, or because of the champagne. Andrea blushed, with soft cheeks. Rica wanted to touch them. But she looked away. What is she doing here? She thought quietly. Why the air smells a bit sweet now? Is it because of her? Her lips look a bit dry, should I tell her, nah, maybe not. They just walked silently, nothing happened, but for Rica, everything seemed to be done already.
Do not specifically call the name when starting to feel affection for someone because Rica would feel stiff and sour. Her heart starts to shrink in size. Rica became weak, insomnia tortured her at night, Andrea, however, did not realize what she had done that night by just showing up, maybe she did not call Rica’s name, maybe she just walked past without saying anything, it doesn’t matter now. Because mindlessly, stupid Rica submerged into that poisoning ocean called love.