A famous writer once said that people would be humble enough as long as they fall in love with someone. Irish recalled these words and mumbled that they could never go back to those sweet days. Tears trickled down her cheeks.
Irish often woke up at midnight, and she would always find that her cheeks were cold. She then realized that tears trickled down to the pillow.
Joseph never came to her as he finished his words last time, and he even didn't call her or send her a message. His wooden fragrance faded in the room gradually.
Irish didn't cry after that night. She went to work at the psychological center, gave her patient treatment, and taught her students at the University. What's more, she even went to Runestone Group for work. She lived her life in a fixed routine, but she never met Joseph again.
