Lie

This could very well apply to me too.

The evening took quite a surprise turn.

“Is everything okay?” she asked in concern.

“Yes I am. It’s work.”

Except it was not. It was not work I was thinking about. Perhaps it has been in me too long, how I had always sought shelter behind the facade I put up, that it had not occurred to me I was doing it unconsciously. Not that it had anything to do with the company present; in fact, the evening would go to end as a very pleasant one indeed.

I had you on my mind.

Which was why I was far, far away.

"你没事吧？"

"没事。只是工作繁。"

Only a few more weeks, and we will be far, far apart.