She found a quiet cafe and sat there from morning until evening, staring blankly at the different kinds of people passing by the window, her gaze lost, her thoughts drifting···
All day long, she didn't know how many men and women had passed by the window. There were singles, couples, and married pairs, and there were even two elderly people with graying hair, holding hands and shuffling slowly along the street—
Suddenly—she missed her parents who were far away abroad—
She didn't know if they had eaten or if they missed her.
She really wanted to call them now, but she dared not... she was afraid that once she heard their voices, the grievances in her heart would gush out uncontrollably, and she wouldn't be able to hold it back···
She sighed deeply, glanced at the time, and it was already nine o'clock in the evening···
He had probably left by now—
Only then did she leave the cafe, carrying her weary body···