Cheng Yun & Caspian


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I shoot you a glare when I realise I’m at the parking lot near your new-old flat. The sun drapes a hazy gold around us as the evening nears. You tell me to just follow you before I say anything. You’re becoming so hard to read.

A breeze picks up as we step off the lift. My head has yet to figure out what you’re planning. We walk to your unit: #13-68.

‘I would have blindfolded you, but I don’t think that’s a good idea.’

Before I ask why, you unlock the front door. Everyone shouts:

‘SURPRISE!’



All of my friends burst forth and hug me. Your friends look on, smiling. Fairy lights floated across the ceiling as pedestal fans whirred. The pizza’s already here, and there’s even an icebox filled with wine and champagne.

‘We were so close to getting caught!’ one of your friends tells you, the one with the hair dyed platinum blonde. ‘Luckily we saw Cheng Yun exiting the lift, otherwise we’d definitely bump into him.’

We go talk to every group of our friends. I try to pay attention and I try not to talk shit about how hot it is without any air conditioning, or how the fairy light isn’t bright enough for the night. You’d always check up on me, wrapping your arms around my waist softly the moment you notice me drifting off, as you usually do at parties. But I gaze at the floor instead, waiting for the conversation to roll along as I let the pepperoni pizza turn cold.


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