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It was a hot afternoon. The sun was high and the cloud was not at sight. He was wearing a thin checked shirt outside a sport uniform. Sweats were rolling down along his long neck as he slowly stepped out of Le Hong Phong basketball field. He looked a little tired, maybe because they had to face the upcoming University entrance exams. She walked by his side, trying the review the lesson for the class. He was also holding a Literature cheat sheet on his hands. His fingers were as long as those of a great pianist. He did not play any musical instrument. As usual, they stopped by the milk tea shop halfway to the bus stop. A 2k soft ice-cream was the best way to cool down the heat. They happily ate the ice-creams, regained their energies and talked all the way back to school. She forgot what they were talking about in that afternoon. Present stuff? Future things? She just remembered the sweetness taste of the ice-creams melted in her mouth. She just remembered that.

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It was a cold night. The moon was high but hidden by the city lights. He was wearing a thick trench coat outside a checked sweatshirt. A long scarf was rolling around his long neck as he picked her up at the Odaiba hotel. He looked brightly happy, maybe because they had so much fun the other day at Disneyland. She quickly run after him, trying to get to the station in time. He was just walking a little bit faster than usual. His legs were as long as those of a great model. He did not want to be on the catwalk. Spontaneously, they stopped at Shinjuku Southern Terrace after a long subway ride. The Christmas Illuminations was magnificent in that clear night. They excitedly took photos, laughed their hearts out and even tried the Fortune Telling Christmas Tree. She remembered they were holding hands under the Red Star that night. Red is for Courage. Courage for what? She just forgot the bright light of the Fortune Telling Christmas Tree sparkled in his eyes. She just forgot that.

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It was a rainy day. The wind was rustling through the window blinded by a thick curtain. She was wearing a plain T-shirt inside a leather coat. A necklace was swinging around her neck as she threw herself onto the bed. She looked pretty depressed, maybe because they could not catch up with each other. She could not meet him, could not go to Salzburg in time. He was just moving fast between cities. His tight schedule was as busy as those uptight businessmen. He only wanted to travel. Sadly, they could not see each other in Europe even after his long flight. Springtime here was always full of beautiful cherry blossoms. They could not watch those petals fall, could not eat ice-creams and could not take photos together. She saved a couple lines of messages they sent to each other, planning which city they should meet that day. He was too fast. They missed. She did not have any memory to remember or forget, just the messages left in her phone. She just read that.

Until next time.