10. good person?

He stood up and aimlessly started walking... He walked and walked, without a destiny, without a place to go back to.

The long-repressed feelings of isolation and devastation and the new emotions of despair became one and the world felt cold... very cold.

Conveniently he had walked up to the middle of the bridge... he was standing by the railings as the cold wind played with his hair.

He stood there in a daze, some people who were doing their daily workout sessions, just glanced at him and passed by... it was like they didn't want to stay longer there and be part of what was to come?

Was it their defence mechanism?

But the man himself didn't even notice anyone nor the look of pity they gave him.

Even as a child, he wasn't good with the cold weather, though he doesn't have his memories 'anymore', he felt like he never actually felt cold as a child, it was like there was always someone who made sure that he wasn't cold?

He had always thought that it must be his mother...

But just after his mother died back then, every year he would get a serious cold during this period.

After coming here, he became even more careless with his health and he had to be on drips a few times.

She came to live with him last year, but it seems even last year, she was too busy to come back home prior to this holiday week, now that he thought about... she was probably--

He shook his head, he was again thinking about those things, about her... and now that he had finally broken up and he didn't have the 'love' filter to look at her, he found that in his memories, there were many nuances and numerous times when there was something different and odd about her... just that, he had ignored those small changes.

Once in a while when he came back, she would still not be home late at night even though her shift ended fairly early, back then she had said something and he had readily accepted it, sometimes she also had a different fragrance on her body... but it seems his defence mechanism had done wonders and he had actually missed them...

He must have been really desperate to feel the warmth of someone?

So, was it really love then?

He closed his eyes as the soft but as the cold flakes of snow fell on his face, his memories replayed in his head.... as the thought of giving up on everything... crossed his mind.

His grip on the handrail tightened.... he was still a hopeless case, even now, he wanted to run away... and give up on everything.

His nose had already turned red like a tomato and he was teary, he had already gotten a cold...

Just then he felt something warm, a warm feeling on his cheek, he opened his eyes with a jerk and looked at the source...

In the future, he always remembers this scene he saw today... it was something so magical, so mystical that he always felt like smiling when he remembered it.

In front of him was the girl in red, her hair swayed in air and her red wardrobe gave her a strong aura, even though the world around seemed so grey and white, just her standing there created the greatest contrast. She blossomed like a red rose, she was enchanting... she was like a red tulip, who had warred against the winter world and bloomed with her back straight and strong.

There was still that cheeky smile he had seen playing on her lips as she stood as the only colour in this world.

He really was in a trance before recovering when she said with a pout, "aiyo~ Hold it. My hands will go numb!!"

Gentleness was rooted deep in his bones and he immediately let the rail go and held the warm canned drink for her and then gazed at it for a whole minute.

"It's not poison!! Come on, drink it! Drink it!", she said with a forceful tone but then, "Wait! Now it really sounds like I gave you something... dubious?"

She was a kind of her own and started contemplating on her own about the matter, she mumbled some gibberish before saying, " Anyway, drink it! I'm a good person..hehe."

Maybe it was the warmth coming from the can or, from his feeling because someone had finally stopped to talk to him, but his heart, felt particularly warm as he gave her a gentle smile, "Thank you..."

The girl shook her hand in a quick-fan motion," No! No! No need to thank.. I'm just doing it for myself... I don't know about you, but the man I just dumped... DUMPED... hehehehe... that sounds so good..... ahem! I finally got over a bad engagement. I feel like buying a ship and going around the world, just to show my happiness!!!"

She had a very smug smirk on her face, she really was in a different situation than her and on the same note, stronger too.

He should be drowning in despair, but seeing that smile he just couldn't feel sad.

"Anyway, my fellow partner who was also cuckolded... hahahahahaha... never thought I'd say this... I'm supposed to be a pretty good find, but I was actually cuckolded....hahahahahaha", she was really enjoying every moment of her life or, that's how it seemed to him.

Looking that blissful smile on her face, even he couldn't control his light chuckle, he really felt warm now..... very very warm.... all thanks to her.