Chapter 22: Met a Ghost at Midnight (1)

Olive curled her lips, wanting to detour. However, that man moved the

newspaper away and sat straightly. He passed a bottle of wine with

confusing as well as beautiful eyes, “Hey, stay with me, I am lovelorn.”

Olive looked around and found herself was closest to the bench while

others were over ten meters away.

The world never was short of lovelorn people.

Somehow, she took the bottle in his hand, “Cheers for the lovelorn.”

She newly broke up with someone.

“Hey, aren't all women realistic and merciless? She always said she

loved me when I worn designer clothes, drove famous cars and used

credit cards, which pleased me a lot. However she changed when I had

nothing. Why did she betray me and leave me? Why couldnt she wait

me to raise up again? How can women be so bad, so merciless?”

Olive looked at him sympathetically. He looked handsome and was as

young as her. There was tears in his eyes that he endured not to fall

them off.

Men seldom cried. He might truly fell in love with someone who had no

luck to own him.

She drank a few sips, and wiped her mouth by the back of hand, “Not

really. Some women are just so stupid. Even they know they can't fall in

love, they love men anyway without strings. They are afraid to be the

burden thus they choose to leave and miss men after departure.”

The young man startled a moment and become silent, “Are you talking

about yourself?”

Olive smiled, “Yeah, it is me. Therefore, not all women are bad. That

woman who left you isn't suitable for you. But one day, you will meet

your true love, the right person in the right place.”

The young man was silent, lowering his head as if he was thinking

about something.

After finishing one bottle of wine, Olive patted him on the shoulder, * It

is gonna be OK. Thanks for the wine and goodbye.”

Some farewells meant people never met again while some didn't.

It was unexpectedly that another encounter happened not soon after

when Chloe took her to a newly opened bar for entertainment. He was

the boss of that bar. Hence, they became friends

Thinking about it now, Olive couldn't help but sighed that destiny was

so wonderful.

Olive bought anti-alcoholic drugs. Ivy looked at the neon lights in the

street and said, “You are right. Time is the best medicine for pain. Chloe

will get through it with such a friend like you.”

They said goodbye to each other. As soon as Olive turned around, her

eyes couldn't open under the strong light of the unexpected car and

her body unconsciously dodged to the roadside.

As the car sped by, the water was splashed to her beige pants which

was full of mud immediately.

Olive couldn't help but scold, “What kind of guy is that? Doesn't he fear

to meet ghosts at midnight with such driving speed?”

But it was beyond her imagination that the ghost in the car was Alan

Hoyle.

Alan found her at waiting bar and followed her to the community

somehow. Then he saw a man and Olive walk intimately, talk with each

other.

Apparently, from his view, they were so close.

That man seemed to care about Olive a lot. When she bought

something across the street, he accompanied her, sent her back and

then drove away.

Seeing this made Alan uncomfortable.

Did they fall in love?

Olive Steele, were you the one I was looking for? Why did you make me

feel so different?

Olive certainly didn't know that there was a pair of eyes stared at her

until she disappeared at the stairs. She missed him especially at

midnight. She couldn't help but remind of him. Such feeling followed

her like her shadow, tortured her and repeatedly appeared at her

dreams.

The most distance in the world wasn't death and life but that people

feared to recognize each other when they clearly knew.

Olive dazedly woke up at midnight. Toughing the bed, she found Chloe

was missing.

Hearing the faint sobs from the living room, she worn a coat and

turned on the light.

Chloe curled up on the sofa with hair dishevelled like a ghost at

midnight. Without much reaction to the sudden light, she only blinked.

After all, she pretended to act lively. Such hangover couldn't relief her

pain from divorce.

Olive put a blanket on her, “Chloe, be strong.”

“I am fine.” Chloe raised her head and there was a tough smile on her

lips which looked miserable, “It's just a divorce..."

But she couldn't pretend again. As soon as the word of divorce came

out, her tears all fell off.

“When he was pursuing me, he prepared a car of roses, lit up heart

shaped candles in the grass under dormitory, and took out the ring to

propose. He said he would take care of me for the whole life. How can

he forget that so quickly? How can men love another so quickly..."

Finally, Chloe burst into tears and couldn't speak well.