High heels for men

Author: Yue Qingqing
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Publish Date: 2006-06-01
Features: 【Volume Thirteen】The Hope of Morning Dawn's Fantasy... Isn't this how relationships between men and women are? You can say it's a debt of affection, but all words related to debt must carry the meaning of repayment. Are you ready?
The next day, Morning Dawn came to my place early. From that day on, I had mentally prepared myself to hide the CK fabrics, so I no longer allowed Morning Dawn to take advantage of me.
"Morning, why are you up so early? It's only 8:30!" I asked, looking at the clock.
"Starting today, I'm going to practice the script's lines seriously!" Morning Dawn entered my home with two cups of Starbucks hot coffee, her steps light and cheerful. She still had the habit of wearing high heels. Heavens, she was familiarizing herself with my home, walking around everywhere; the next day, she recited a poem by Tansy to me, swaying her head as if she were genuinely serious. She really thought of this place as her private school; the third day, she entered my home barefoot, saying she was afraid her high heels would damage the walnut wood floor; the fourth day was even more extreme—she brought in a bucket of blue paint and helped me repaint the wooden door leading to the secret room with a new coat of blue. After an hour of painting, she called out that she was hungry, so I took her out for food.
Tansy said, "It is the divine call that brought me here, and it will also call me away when the time comes."—She believed that all life was given by God, so she did not resist fate. But she had never tasted the fruit of love until she saw Lasso, who had been waiting for her, praying to God day and night, growing thinner and thinner. The pearls of her tears became the key that triggered her desire to love. She was moved and realized that this was the power of love.
On stage, Morning Dawn was like Tansy. Her tenacity and kindness were portrayed so movingly that she had already captured the judges' hearts without a doubt.
"Not happy, heroine." We were eating at the golf club restaurant where we had been before, and Morning Dawn didn't seem to care much about her performance the previous day.
"I'm happy, but it feels a bit like backstabbing, doesn't it?" Morning Dawn was actually worried about this.
"I'll tell you, none of the judges, except me, would give you points just because they know Yin Chenxi. Since I'm not a judge, you've completely won with your own talent. Understand?" I encouraged Morning Dawn to gain more confidence.
"You're making me feel much better! I should have told you I wasn't a judge earlier. It made me feel awkward talking to the other contestants."
"You're silly. You overthink things too much. But yesterday was really great. We selected five excellent and important roles in total. I think using new actors to perform them should bring a breakthrough for the troupe. I'm looking forward to the sparks that will be ignited after everyone collaborates!"
I was in a great mood, hoping that Morning Dawn could become the female lead who would act opposite me.
"Two weeks, I miss Aru so much." Morning Dawn had almost finished her iced coffee, stirring the ice at the bottom with a long spoon. The color on her nails had faded. How could she allow that to happen? What should she do about her relationship with Aru? Should she just let time slowly erase it? I was a bit cruel. This secret I knew—should I tell her? She was too fragile. What would happen if I told her now?
"Morning Dawn."
"Hmm?" She finished her last sip of coffee.
"You said Aru would come back to Taiwan to see you during the performance, didn't you?" I asked.
"Yes!" She nodded happily.
"Then you should prepare well and perform the role of Tansy in your best condition." I really couldn't bring myself to say it.
"I know! Thank you." She smiled.
Morning Dawn, why do you love someone who doesn't love you? I believe you must have felt it. A person's feelings are the most sensitive, especially when he never loves you. How could you let yourself hurt so much?
Two days later, the weather was quite nice, and the sun still shone warmly in the winter season, so there was no need to wear heavy clothes. I didn't know if this was a foolish thing to do. I walked into the department store, perhaps hoping to find some answers from the high heels. Indeed, I noticed that women's high heels were designed very stylishly, unlike men's shoes, which had only a few patterns. The women looking at the shoes had very focused expressions.
Trying on different pairs of shoes, standing in front of the mirror, turning their bodies, looking from behind, and walking a few steps to see if they were comfortable, checking if their toes were pinched. It was like suffering for the money spent. After a few seconds of thinking or discussing with friends, they would proceed with the transaction, swiping their credit cards without hesitation, paying with a smile on their faces.，。