𝐓𝐢𝐦𝐞𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞 | 𝐋𝐢𝐬𝐤𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐀𝐝𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧

Chapter 2

--Lisa--

He went to get a glass. I reached over the railing and poured him a glass. He lowered his head and kept looking. I didn't know if he was looking at the wine or something else. But I noticed that there were calluses on several parts of his fingers and ink marks on his wrists. I suddenly felt that such a man was actually a little cute.

He took a sip of the wine and his brows relaxed slightly.

I said, "Is it delicious?"

He replied: "It's very delicious."

I was a little happy and said, "This is brewed by my mother herself, and it is exclusively for her. There is no other brewer."

A gentle look appeared in his eyes, and he said, "No wonder, thank you very much."

I think he is a very comfortable man.

He quickly finished half a cup, and I poured half a cup for him and myself. We leaned on the railing and drank slowly. Clouds floated across the sky, hiding the sun and making it overcast. The wind was still blowing gently.

He asked, "Are you here with friends?"

I answered: "No, alone."

He looked a little surprised, probably because he rarely saw a girl traveling alone.

Then he drank the wine in the glass in one gulp, rubbed the glass with his fingers a few times, looked at the water, and said, "Since you are alone, you have to go out for dinner. Do you mind... we sit at the same table? We can continue chatting."

My heart just thumped gently against my chest.

It's not like I haven't been approached by men before, but they were all ugly. Although I only spent half an hour with him.

I also looked at the water and said, "Okay."

He smiled. I have to say, the way he smiled with his head down was really touching, like the wind blowing through the green bamboo forest, tall and clear. And I actually felt my face getting a little hot, so I had to turn around and pretend to be looking at the scenery, pretending to be a mature and calm woman who would be in such a situation.

However, I saw a glimmer in his eyes. This made me feel that he was not a man who often chatted up with women. That's what my intuition told me.

"Then see you at the restaurant entrance at 5:30?" he said.

I felt my heart trembling very slightly, and answered, "Okay."

"I don't know your name yet."

I looked him in the eyes and said, "I'll tell you when we meet."

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I spent a long time in front of the mirror before choosing a light yellow dress to put on. I kept thinking about every detail of our time together and every word he said. I even couldn't help but rehearse in my mind what I would say when I saw him in the evening.

My name is Lisa, which means (bright and bright moon).

What do you do? Don't tell me yet, let me guess.

I am an online writer. Have you heard of this profession? But we are not familiar with each other, so I will not tell you my pen name.

...

This is the first time I have felt this way about a man.

The waiting suddenly made the time on the boat slow and boring, so I decided to go for a walk.

The sky was still cloudy, but the scenery on both sides was still beautiful. Occasionally, guests stopped to take pictures on the corridor, and the well-dressed waiters nodded and smiled at me. I walked very briskly, took a few pictures of the scenery on the deck, and then walked into the restaurant.

The welcome reception had already ended, but there were still some guests who stayed here, chatting and taking photos in groups of three or four. I found an empty corner and sat down.

When I am bored, I like to observe the people I meet. This is probably a habit of writers. For example, right in front of me, there is a young couple, who look like newlyweds. Because their fingers are always intertwined, and they both wear the same diamond ring on their ring fingers. The woman's skirt and shoes are brand new. Although I can't see their faces, I can tell that the man is dominant in this relationship. Because whether it is a calm smile from the man or a dependent look from the woman, their relationship pattern will be revealed to some extent.