It was a cold evening and I am waiting for my friend near a internet cafe
The air seems to be like they want to fight with each other
It was like a warm up watch before a tornado attack
I am extremely pleased with the air and all the sweat in my body vanished with a breeze of air passing through me
then,
all of a sudden
a red car with tri-colour horn on its front passed by me
A beautiful girl in the car starred at me and my heart skipped a beat
Yes! ! ! I NOW understand why the air was so angry
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