Turn around, get on a bus that doesn't know the destination, and leave.
The memory of Ren once faded away like a receding landscape.
When returning to the origin, the set of "keys" in my heart is no longer needed.
The following dialogue is the result of dictation. It is inevitable that there will be errors and omissions. Please correct or add. Please indicate the source.
G for the heroine, B for the hero, and ACD for passersby.
G:I need someone to talk to. Do you think he will pick up the keys?
B:I don't know.. I have customers leaving keys here for years. Sometimes they pick up in a few days, sometimes takes a few weeks.
G:What about most of the times?
B:Most of the time the keys stay in the jar.
G:Why you keep them? You should just throw them out.
B:No..No, I couldn't do that.
G:Why not?
B:If I throw this keys away, and those doors will be closed forever. that should not up to me to decide. Should it?
G:I guess I just looking for a reason.
B:Well..form my observations, sometimes it's better of not knowing. And other times there's no reason to be found.
G:Everything has a reason.
B:Just like this pies and cakes.At the end of every night,Cheese cakes and the apple pies are always completely gone. The peach pies and chocolate Mousse cakes are nearly finished. BUt, there's always a whole blue berry pie left untouched.
G:So what's wrong with the blueberry pie?
B:It's nothing wrong with the blueberry pie. Just people make other choices, you can't blame the bluebreey pies. Just no one wants it.
How did you say goodbye to someone you can't imagine living without? I didn't say goodbye.I didn't say anything.I just walked away.At the end of that night,I decided to take the longest way to cross the street.
A:How come you're working so hard? Lizzy.
G:I am trying to save up for a car.
A:Where are you going?
G:I don't have any particular destination in mind. But I just gonna go till I ran out places to go.
A:Why not pick up the phone?
G:Some things are better on paper.
I guess for Sulin, leaving this town was like dying. I wonder how many people would remember Arnie. When you' re gone, all that left behind are memories created in other people's lives, or just couple items on the bills.
I always have the feeling I can say anything to you, enclosed with the bills I created for you, in memory of our time together .I wonder how you remerber me. As a girl who like blueberry pies? or the girl with a broken heart?
C:You still have the keys?
B:Yea.. I aways remember what you said about never throwing them away, about never closing those doors forever.I remember.
C:Sometimes even you have the keys. Those doors still can't be opened, can they?
B: Even if the door is opened, the person you're looking for may not be there.
A fews years ago, I had a dream. It began in the summer, and it was over by the following spring. In between there were many unhappy nights as they were happy days. Most took place in this cafe. And then one night, the door was shut and the dream was off.
I have always been fascinated by card players. They risk everything on their instincts and their luck. I wonder if I would be them to make the same moves if I was in their position, or I just throw.
D:Trust everyone, but always cut cards. That thing my father never taught me. You know what that means? It means never trust anybody.
G:If you're so good at reading people..
D:Then why I lose?
G:Yes.
D:'Cause you can't always win. You can beat players, but you can't beat luck. Sometimes you read them off. You read person right, but you still did the wrong thing.
G:Because you trust them?
D:Because you can't even trust yourself.
G:Where are the keys? you don't keep them any more?
B:I've always trying to give them back to their owners. Do you want yours ?
G:No, I don't need them any more. What about your keys?
B:I got rid of them.
It took me nearly a year to get here. It wasn't so hard to cross that street after all. It all depends on who's waiting for you on the other side.
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