Before bed, I received a call from Felix.
It was very quiet on his end. I could hear the sound of wind.
After a while, he finally spoke: “Still dating?”
I leaned against the wall and made a sound of agreement.
His voice sounded a bit tired through the phone: “Is that Mason guy really that good?”
I laughed and replied: “At least he buys me strawberry cakes.”
Felix didn’t say anything else. After two seconds of silence, he hung up.
After that, Felix and I didn’t talk anymore.
In contrast, my relationship with Mason progressed rapidly. He knew exactly how to make me happy.
When I went to the library to study, he would remember to bring me milk tea and prepare materials for me.
On rainy days, he would unfailingly appear in front of my classroom building.
On my 21st birthday, Mason threw me a big birthday party. All my friends were there, including Felix, of course.
It had been a long time since I’d seen him, and I almost didn’t recognize him.
He sat at the bar, looking much thinner, holding a glass of wine and gazing at me hazily.
Everyone suggested playing Truth or Dare. It started off fine, but things got awkward when it was Felix’s turn.
At first, they asked him, “Do you have someone you like?”
He took a sip of wine and said, “Yes.”
Then they asked, “Is she here?”
He looked up at me and said, “Yes.”
I suddenly had a bad feeling, which reached its peak when someone asked: “Do you dare to kiss her?”
I watched in disbelief as he walked towards me and kissed me before I could react.
Immediately after, there was a chorus of curses. I saw Mason jump up, grab Felix, and throw a punch.`
Felix didn’t hold back either, and soon they were brawling.
In the end, it was me who stood in front of Mason, causing Felix to stop.
He stared at me with wide, frightened eyes, like a child who had made a mistake. He called out softly: “Claire.”
I ignored him and helped Mason walk out. As we passed Felix, he grabbed my hand: “Claire…”
I closed my eyes tiredly, “Let’s end this here, Felix. Don’t make me hate you.”
clearly felt Felix let go of my hand after I said this. I didn’t turn back to look at him, but I knew what expression was on his face.
Was I sad?
A little bit.
But this sadness was already insignificant.
I supported Mason as we slowly walked out. I could hear footsteps not too far behind us. I knew it was Felix.
