"I heard from the landlord that a new roommate was moving in, so I knocked on the door directly. Sorry for disturbing your sleep." She put on slippers and apologized out of a formality.
I shook my head, and I didn't feel disturbed. Beautiful women seemed to have a natural charm that made others instinctively serve her, whether they were men or women.
Looking back now, this idea seemed quite funny.
Three years of hanging out in society made me disillusioned with some flashy but impractical things.
But at that time, it was a lie to say that I wasn't envious of her. I came from the countryside to study at Chicago University. I wanted to get rid of a life of farming and relying on growing wheat in a small piece of land.
Besides, the house at home was meant for my younger brother to get married. Even if I stayed in the countryside, I had no place to settle down.
Thinking of this, I was a bit lonely.
Eileen sensed my low mood and generously handed me one of the bags.
I opened it and saw a golden lipstick in it.
"What was I thinking at that time?"
I couldn't remember anything. I just remembered that I didn't want it after looking at it for a long time.