Short Story
This is a story from iamziyang.blogspot.com . I was inspired to continue writing it.Part II is available here
This song goes extremely well with the story so let it play as you read.
<男/guy>
在宽敞明亮的舞厅，他站在最不起眼，离喧闹最远的角落。其他的人都成双成对，尽情的跳舞，享受。他们的脸上戴着灿烂的笑容，而他脸上只有一片惆怅，眉头紧锁，与他人的欢腾成对比。
“这可是我大学的毕业舞会耶！我这么这样不快乐？”他自言自语。其实他比谁都明白，原因处于他和她。她在四年前走进他的世界。
大学第一天，他们俩就碰巧坐在一起。当时就被她的美，她的温柔，她的举止谈吐所吸引。遗憾的，这四年，他们只建立了深厚的友情。因为他的优柔寡断的个性，他从未对她表白。他只能默默的喜欢，偷偷的享受这份暧昧的友情。光阴似箭，四年就这么过了，留下了许多遗憾。
这时候，他在人群众找到了她。她依然那么美，简直像天上的星星般闪烁。美，是主观的。但他肯定，她的美，没有人会否定。她是那种沉鱼落雁，大家都觉得美的美。不知为什么，他的视线永远会锁定在她，就算在人海茫茫中，也能在一秒内找到她。
“如果我把这种超能力，改为在能100%看到马路上掉的钱，嘿！我这辈子就不必做工了，需要钱时只要上街晃晃就有收入了。” 他自我嘲笑。干笑几声后，又沉默了下来。阿Q精神其实一点也不好受。
回神后，魔术般的又看到了她。她正在和一位男生翩翩起舞，窃窃私语。突然她调皮地打男生的胸，脸上有7分忸怩，3分怒色，男生则幽默地笑了起来，一幅情侣打情骂俏的样子，他心里真不是滋味。
“靠得那么近！最好不小心踏到她的脚，让她痛得刮你一巴掌。”他酸溜溜的想到。“真好笑，我凭什么嫉妒？难道你和她一对? 简直一朵鲜花插在牛粪上。Wake up dude!”
越想越气馁，他索性离开这里到酒吧借酒消愁。管李白什么‘举杯消愁愁更愁’，喝到烂醉不是什么都不知道吗，愁从何谈起？亏李白你还是饮酒之人。
就在他踏出舞厅时，她刚巧从洗手间回来。老天就让他们在大厅的大门碰面。那霎那间，他有千言万语想对她说，但两方都默默无语。最后他开口了。
[你好！]
(嗯)
[今晚你真漂亮！一定有许多男生邀请你跳舞吧？哈哈]
她好像被他的问题愣住了，低下了头脸红着说，
(没有啦！你不要胡扯。)
[。。。]
（。。。）
她终于开口了。
（你要走了吗？）
[是啊，不好意思，有点事]
此时的他，多么不想走，多想和她在一起，多谈几句也心满意足了。但他还是狠下了心肠，长痛不如短痛。看她的表情时，他看到了失望吗？他不肯定。
[不用紧啦！我们回到新加坡还能时常见面的啦！不用太想我! ]
她又沉默不语，再次低下了头。他急得像热锅上的蚂蚁，不知识说错了什么。是不是玩笑开太大了？
（我拿到了奖学金，会到美国就读硕士班。读完后会在那儿定居，短期内应不会回新加坡。）
这时轮到他愣住了，简直晴天霹雳。这几句话，他的心彻底碎了。他从未想倒有这种结局。这意味着他们这段感情需画上句号。他十分后悔。为什么他没有对她表白！？一切太迟，太迟了。
“我爱你！你能为我而留下吗？”他心中喊到。但这句话永远只留在心里。她永远也听不到。
但他知道他不能，他没有权利这么做。他也不能这么自私。眼泪只能往肚子吞。假装笑了笑，用了他毕生的精力，说道：
[恭喜你! 可喜可贺]
（谢谢）
她微笑的说到。美妙的声音带伤感吗？他情绪已错乱，无暇思考。他在也忍受不了这种心如刀绞的感觉，必须在热泪还没有落下时逃走。他紧握着她的手，哽咽说道：
[保重，再见]
（你也是）
他转了身，快步地冲出舞厅。手掌还残着她的温暖。这是第一次也是最后一次感受到她的温暖，同时也说了不会再见的再见。在回首一看，她已消失在人海之中。这次，可能是因为热泪盈眶的关系，瞄也瞄不到她的身影。他哭了，真的哭了。
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<女/Girl>
It’s the graduation ball, and students were dressed in their finest for this event. The atmosphere was grand yet cordial. Couples were twirling on the dance floor while many other chatting away at the reception. Everyone wore a happy smile, except her. Its not as if she’s being shunned by the others. Quite the opposite. She was dressed to kill that night, a figure-hugging lowback evening gown. Elegant yet alluring. Everywhere she went drew attention like bees to honey. But she only have eyes for him.
“Where is he?” she thought to herself. “That idiot skipped the graduation ball?” The truth was, she was still angry at him for not asking her to partner him to the ball. “Still, its better then finding him with another girl in his arms.” She gumbled to herself. She always had a soft spot for him, as anyone in love.
He came into her life during the first day of their university. He charmed her off her feet with his wit, his charisma and personality. Granted, he was never the most handsome guy in the college. But he’s not like Frankenstein either. And she was never the bimbo to go for looks over brains. Their friendship blossomed, but they never transcend into anything more than friends. He didn’t ask to date her, and she didn’t want to ruin this precious friendship. So they continue this somewhat complicated relationship.
She had this feeling that he’s at the ball, looking at her from some obscure corner. Somehow, she always knew that he’s around. Chemistry, others call it. “That voyeur! I’ll make sure I find him and grill him till he’s dry.” She swore to herself and continued to scan the crowd.
“Hey, its impolite not to look at your partner when dancing you know” her partner suddenly commented.
“Shut up brother, not as if you’re not ogling at the ladies here. My gown is wet with your saliva already.” She feisty replied, sarcasm apparent.
“Ouch, touché. Someone is hot tonight” her brother remarked dryly. “Then why did you drag me here? When your mailbox is full of invitations from the male students? Don’t tell me you have er.. different sexual orientation?” He whispered in her ear and raised his eyebrow inquiring.
She punched his chest, hard enough to knock air out of his lungs. “Watch what you say little brother, or I’ll wash your mouth with concentrated NaOH.” Her brother just laughed heartily. Exasperated she gave up and excused herself to the washroom to regain her composure.
When she returned, this was when she saw him. He was at the doorway, seemingly prepared to leave. They stood rooted to the ground, there was so much she wanted to ask him but no words came out of her. She just stared at him, finally he broke the silence.
“Hi”
‘Hi’
“You look gorgeous tonight! I see a lot of nosebleed cases this evening, now I know why”
She blushed, it’s the first time he had say such things. She felt embarrassed, yet at the same time, she wanted to strangle him for not asking her for a dance. Making her yearn for him the whole night, as if she’s in heat. Heh.
‘Don’t tease me’ she said softly.
“…”
‘…’
The awkward silence lasted for a few minutes. She thought she could hear her own heartbeat. And as if the world only consisted of 2 of them.
‘Are you leaving already?’
Please don’t, she silently hoped. She waited so long to meet him. There was so much she wanted to ask him.
“Yes, sorry, I had something I need to attend to.” came his reply.
Is it because of the lighting when she thought she saw a shadow contort his face when he replied. She was crestfallen. Tears are starting to well up in her eyes.
“Nevermind, we can always meet up back in Singapore. Don’t be too sad.”
She lowered her and head and was silent. This was something that she never discussed with him. She couldn’t bear to break this news to him. Probably I’m the only one feeling this way, she thought. He will probably congratulate me with all his heart. After all we’re “friends”. She gathered all her courage and blurted out.
‘I received a scholarship to study my masters in the US. I’ll probably settle down over there once I graduate. So.. I don’t think I’ll be back in Singapore in the short term.’
It was the hardest thing she done in her life. Holding back her tears and not choking on the words. He seems stunned. Suddenly he wanted to say something but stopped. She waited, her heart tearing itself to pieces.
‘Please stop me and ask me to stay by your side’ she prayed. Of course, he’ll never hear as at this point, he smiled and held her hand tightly
“Congratulations!! Its wonderful!”
‘Thanks’ She choked out, overcome with emotions.
Again is it because of the lighting when she saw wetness shimmering in his eyes? Or those are tears of happiness for her?
“Take care and farewell.”
‘You too!”
He turned, walked away and never looked back. The last time she’ll see his retreating back. The last time she’ll feel his warmth. She knew deep down that she will never see him again. As it’s a farewell, not a goodbye.
She walked back into the ballroom, tears streaming down her cheeks, when she looked back at the entrance, she couldn’t make out his outline anymore. She broke down and cried.
Part II is available here
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This song goes extremely well with the story so let it play as you read.
<男/guy>
在宽敞明亮的舞厅，他站在最不起眼，离喧闹最远的角落。其他的人都成双成对，尽情的跳舞，享受。他们的脸上戴着灿烂的笑容，而他脸上只有一片惆怅，眉头紧锁，与他人的欢腾成对比。
“这可是我大学的毕业舞会耶！我这么这样不快乐？”他自言自语。其实他比谁都明白，原因处于他和她。她在四年前走进他的世界。
大学第一天，他们俩就碰巧坐在一起。当时就被她的美，她的温柔，她的举止谈吐所吸引。遗憾的，这四年，他们只建立了深厚的友情。因为他的优柔寡断的个性，他从未对她表白。他只能默默的喜欢，偷偷的享受这份暧昧的友情。光阴似箭，四年就这么过了，留下了许多遗憾。
这时候，他在人群众找到了她。她依然那么美，简直像天上的星星般闪烁。美，是主观的。但他肯定，她的美，没有人会否定。她是那种沉鱼落雁，大家都觉得美的美。不知为什么，他的视线永远会锁定在她，就算在人海茫茫中，也能在一秒内找到她。
“如果我把这种超能力，改为在能100%看到马路上掉的钱，嘿！我这辈子就不必做工了，需要钱时只要上街晃晃就有收入了。” 他自我嘲笑。干笑几声后，又沉默了下来。阿Q精神其实一点也不好受。
回神后，魔术般的又看到了她。她正在和一位男生翩翩起舞，窃窃私语。突然她调皮地打男生的胸，脸上有7分忸怩，3分怒色，男生则幽默地笑了起来，一幅情侣打情骂俏的样子，他心里真不是滋味。
“靠得那么近！最好不小心踏到她的脚，让她痛得刮你一巴掌。”他酸溜溜的想到。“真好笑，我凭什么嫉妒？难道你和她一对? 简直一朵鲜花插在牛粪上。Wake up dude!”
越想越气馁，他索性离开这里到酒吧借酒消愁。管李白什么‘举杯消愁愁更愁’，喝到烂醉不是什么都不知道吗，愁从何谈起？亏李白你还是饮酒之人。
就在他踏出舞厅时，她刚巧从洗手间回来。老天就让他们在大厅的大门碰面。那霎那间，他有千言万语想对她说，但两方都默默无语。最后他开口了。
[你好！]
(嗯)
[今晚你真漂亮！一定有许多男生邀请你跳舞吧？哈哈]
她好像被他的问题愣住了，低下了头脸红着说，
(没有啦！你不要胡扯。)
[。。。]
（。。。）
她终于开口了。
（你要走了吗？）
[是啊，不好意思，有点事]
此时的他，多么不想走，多想和她在一起，多谈几句也心满意足了。但他还是狠下了心肠，长痛不如短痛。看她的表情时，他看到了失望吗？他不肯定。
[不用紧啦！我们回到新加坡还能时常见面的啦！不用太想我! ]
她又沉默不语，再次低下了头。他急得像热锅上的蚂蚁，不知识说错了什么。是不是玩笑开太大了？
（我拿到了奖学金，会到美国就读硕士班。读完后会在那儿定居，短期内应不会回新加坡。）
这时轮到他愣住了，简直晴天霹雳。这几句话，他的心彻底碎了。他从未想倒有这种结局。这意味着他们这段感情需画上句号。他十分后悔。为什么他没有对她表白！？一切太迟，太迟了。
“我爱你！你能为我而留下吗？”他心中喊到。但这句话永远只留在心里。她永远也听不到。
但他知道他不能，他没有权利这么做。他也不能这么自私。眼泪只能往肚子吞。假装笑了笑，用了他毕生的精力，说道：
[恭喜你! 可喜可贺]
（谢谢）
她微笑的说到。美妙的声音带伤感吗？他情绪已错乱，无暇思考。他在也忍受不了这种心如刀绞的感觉，必须在热泪还没有落下时逃走。他紧握着她的手，哽咽说道：
[保重，再见]
（你也是）
他转了身，快步地冲出舞厅。手掌还残着她的温暖。这是第一次也是最后一次感受到她的温暖，同时也说了不会再见的再见。在回首一看，她已消失在人海之中。这次，可能是因为热泪盈眶的关系，瞄也瞄不到她的身影。他哭了，真的哭了。
___________________________________________
<女/Girl>
It’s the graduation ball, and students were dressed in their finest for this event. The atmosphere was grand yet cordial. Couples were twirling on the dance floor while many other chatting away at the reception. Everyone wore a happy smile, except her. Its not as if she’s being shunned by the others. Quite the opposite. She was dressed to kill that night, a figure-hugging lowback evening gown. Elegant yet alluring. Everywhere she went drew attention like bees to honey. But she only have eyes for him.
“Where is he?” she thought to herself. “That idiot skipped the graduation ball?” The truth was, she was still angry at him for not asking her to partner him to the ball. “Still, its better then finding him with another girl in his arms.” She gumbled to herself. She always had a soft spot for him, as anyone in love.
He came into her life during the first day of their university. He charmed her off her feet with his wit, his charisma and personality. Granted, he was never the most handsome guy in the college. But he’s not like Frankenstein either. And she was never the bimbo to go for looks over brains. Their friendship blossomed, but they never transcend into anything more than friends. He didn’t ask to date her, and she didn’t want to ruin this precious friendship. So they continue this somewhat complicated relationship.
She had this feeling that he’s at the ball, looking at her from some obscure corner. Somehow, she always knew that he’s around. Chemistry, others call it. “That voyeur! I’ll make sure I find him and grill him till he’s dry.” She swore to herself and continued to scan the crowd.
“Hey, its impolite not to look at your partner when dancing you know” her partner suddenly commented.
“Shut up brother, not as if you’re not ogling at the ladies here. My gown is wet with your saliva already.” She feisty replied, sarcasm apparent.
“Ouch, touché. Someone is hot tonight” her brother remarked dryly. “Then why did you drag me here? When your mailbox is full of invitations from the male students? Don’t tell me you have er.. different sexual orientation?” He whispered in her ear and raised his eyebrow inquiring.
She punched his chest, hard enough to knock air out of his lungs. “Watch what you say little brother, or I’ll wash your mouth with concentrated NaOH.” Her brother just laughed heartily. Exasperated she gave up and excused herself to the washroom to regain her composure.
When she returned, this was when she saw him. He was at the doorway, seemingly prepared to leave. They stood rooted to the ground, there was so much she wanted to ask him but no words came out of her. She just stared at him, finally he broke the silence.
“Hi”
‘Hi’
“You look gorgeous tonight! I see a lot of nosebleed cases this evening, now I know why”
She blushed, it’s the first time he had say such things. She felt embarrassed, yet at the same time, she wanted to strangle him for not asking her for a dance. Making her yearn for him the whole night, as if she’s in heat. Heh.
‘Don’t tease me’ she said softly.
“…”
‘…’
The awkward silence lasted for a few minutes. She thought she could hear her own heartbeat. And as if the world only consisted of 2 of them.
‘Are you leaving already?’
Please don’t, she silently hoped. She waited so long to meet him. There was so much she wanted to ask him.
“Yes, sorry, I had something I need to attend to.” came his reply.
Is it because of the lighting when she thought she saw a shadow contort his face when he replied. She was crestfallen. Tears are starting to well up in her eyes.
“Nevermind, we can always meet up back in Singapore. Don’t be too sad.”
She lowered her and head and was silent. This was something that she never discussed with him. She couldn’t bear to break this news to him. Probably I’m the only one feeling this way, she thought. He will probably congratulate me with all his heart. After all we’re “friends”. She gathered all her courage and blurted out.
‘I received a scholarship to study my masters in the US. I’ll probably settle down over there once I graduate. So.. I don’t think I’ll be back in Singapore in the short term.’
It was the hardest thing she done in her life. Holding back her tears and not choking on the words. He seems stunned. Suddenly he wanted to say something but stopped. She waited, her heart tearing itself to pieces.
‘Please stop me and ask me to stay by your side’ she prayed. Of course, he’ll never hear as at this point, he smiled and held her hand tightly
“Congratulations!! Its wonderful!”
‘Thanks’ She choked out, overcome with emotions.
Again is it because of the lighting when she saw wetness shimmering in his eyes? Or those are tears of happiness for her?
“Take care and farewell.”
‘You too!”
He turned, walked away and never looked back. The last time she’ll see his retreating back. The last time she’ll feel his warmth. She knew deep down that she will never see him again. As it’s a farewell, not a goodbye.
She walked back into the ballroom, tears streaming down her cheeks, when she looked back at the entrance, she couldn’t make out his outline anymore. She broke down and cried.
Part II is available here
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