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Suspicions

随笔,30分钟速打产物。






She was really suspicious of him. The man she saw earlier in the waiting room.

He wore a dark coat, almost like a cloak, shadowing his insides almost completely. Secrecy and mystery was what made her eyes linger.

He was wearing glasses, so loose that it hung on his slightly pointed nose, like an innocent person clinging to the unstable rocks at the very tip of a cliff, and one second of carelessness and relaxation, he would have fallen down, into the endless abyss.

She noticed him the second he came in. He had brown eyes as sharp and dangerous as an eagle’s eyes, looking at everything and everyone as if they were all his prey, and he was planning which to hunt for dinner. Although when he sat down, they relaxed a little. Probably everything was just of tiredness and frustration.

He was holding a handbag, or rather, small suitcase in the old school style, with hard, heavy-looking covers on both sides and a lock between the rusty handles. It was indeed heavy; when he laid it down on his lap he stretched his fingers and sighed of relief. She saw his hand red and white marks crossing over each other. It looked old and not in use for ages, but its owner just suddenly had the interest to take it out and display it to the passers-by.

He wore a hat as if he wasn’t a gentleman, but a magician. Maybe he was actually a magician, who knows. It hid his hair perfectly under it, so she thought for a second that he was bold. But he was not, she realised, when he took the hat off for a while because of the boiling weather. His hair was messy and wet, all stuck in bigger strands because of the sweat, like a cat had been sleeping on it all night in a summer night. Maybe it did happen and last night was a summer night. He just didn’t care to look into the mirror this morning because he woke up late, and grabbed a random hat closest to him and got going.

He also wore a watch. Expensive and complicated, exactly how he smelt like. He checked it more than three times, locked eyebrows showing how anxious he was. Why was he on the train anyways? He didn’t belong. She wondered. He was that type of person on Ferrari with chauffeur. Or was he?

That was even more suspicious. Just, everything of him made her suspicious.

Then, a bell rang, followed by the voice of the staff at the station, telling the people a train to London was coming into the station. He sighed and stayed seated. It wasn’t the train he was going on. But it was hers. So she stood up reluctantly, wanting to know more about this stranger but had no chance. When she pushed the door of the waiting room, his eyes and hers met unexpectedly. They stared at each other for a split second, and turned almost at the same time. She walked onto the train, still thinking about the man. Nevertheless, they will probably never see each other again in life.

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