My love

翠竹佳秀

We are walking on the bank of a small river. The water is running quietly. One or two birds sing happy songs in the woods beside us.
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She is two steps in front of me. She is so beautiful. She is slender, tall. Her hair is long. I want to touch her hair. I am hesitate. This is the first time I ask her out. Will she think that I am an easy man? But she is so attractive, and her attraction prevails. So my hand is raised towards her hair.

1 z( v) _$ A; m* p: M0 jSuddenly there is black thing jumping out of water. She is startled, and so am I. My hands freeze in the air. She turns around and see my hand.
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- [9 V7 x8 D) F: E) o0 q"Are you going to catch the thing with your hand?" She asks.

7 i- q8 V7 s$ e6 k3 R"Yes, " I lied.

+ V/ z6 P, d: Q/ m2 m"What is it?"

$ S9 P/ ?* ]: D: M( p1 O2 s"I don't know. Maybe a beaver?"



(To be continued)