It's work from a flash fiction project. I did it with a friend and then stopped. So I brought it down for you to read. You can criticize. It is expected that the work should be left for approximately 1 month.

Page layout and colors, spacing, if reading makes it uncomfortable for the eyes. Where should I fix it? Please tell me.

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A young woman sits and looks at the white nightshade flowers that are in full bloom along the fence of the house. The nightshade is her favorite flower. A bunch of small white flowers But the distant scent made her fall in love with the nightshade. And the incredible thing about nightshade flowers is that during the daytime they have no smell at all. Who knows how fragrant it is?

If you don't touch this nightshade flower at night Like two sides of a coin

She was in a trance, using her thoughts to organize the events that had happened. It made her remember three years ago when he told her, "Prepare chicken and alcohol too. I'll make chicken boiled in fish sauce for you to eat. Eat with alcohol."

She asked, "Are you doing it? I just found out that you're a gourmet chef too."

He answered confidently, “Yes, I cook it myself regularly. I make it delicious too. One day I'll make it and I'm sure you'll like the taste."

After that conversation They went to sit and drink together. She's not messed up. But just wondering if he had feelings for her or not, that night she found out. He thought of her more than a friend. The girl still remembers the warm embrace. The eyes concealed sadness and confusion, and the kiss was so gentle. And then they had to leave when their time was up.

Three years ago, someone told her “Prepare the chicken and liquor. I'll make some boiled chicken for you to eat."

She asked him, "Did you do it?"

He told her, "Do it and I'll make you eat it if you have the chance."

After that, she went to eat with him. That night, they were all confused. It's like something is attracting them to each other. She thought he might secretly have feelings for her. And after eating together, the young woman knew that she was not wrong.

"I'm sorry, I really couldn't resist," he told her as he hugged her.

The embrace felt strangely warm and familiar. You don't have to let him kiss you. The girl knew that the kiss would be exactly like the kiss on a lonely night three years ago. And when the sky breaks, from now on, the two of them will probably have to separate from each other. out of necessity again

And she hasn't had a chance to taste the chicken she's talking about. because of the chicken she prepared It's a lost chicken, no! He's not that guy. It's just déjà vu. The similarities are different.

'Ring' her phone rang.

"Hello, where are you? Hurry up, I'm very tired and want to go home." She talked to the person who called in a soft, pleading tone.

'Tid' the voice on the other end hung up after she finished speaking.

“Is he coming to pick me up? The reunion hasn't ended yet.” The young man who was holding her in his arms whispered.

"Friends don't reveal their friends' secrets," she said to him in the same sentence from 3 years ago before kissing her softly goodbye as usual.

“Well, it will probably be here in another half hour. And will he be able to eat chicken soup?” She asked him in a pleading tone that was no less than when she answered the phone.

“Eat it, take it home and I'll make it for you. Please tell him that next month I will stop by the house to see you,” the young man replied.

She told him, “If you go, you must go when the night blossoms embrace love.”

He beamed with happiness that she had appointed him with her favorite symbol. That was like she had arranged for him to visit in the dead of night...

Less than an hour later, the young woman returned home with a handsome young man. A look of aggression hidden deep within her eyes. She quietly got into the car, leaving the man she had once embraced in the shadows of the building.

“I got new fertilizer. Just now, you saw the fertilizer from the nightshade tree at home, right? I suspect that this time the nightshade will bloom throughout the year for sure,” the young woman told the young man sitting next to her as the pickup truck drove into a deserted area like a cemetery.

“You're really good. When is it? Next month, right? Let's hope it's a waning night so we can easily separate the fertilizer parts, put them in the landfill, and water and till the soil. There is no one to bother you,” the young man replied, taking his hands off the woman's embrace. Look in the bag next to you. The coolness of the object inside made him feel good.

Not long after, the young woman stood smiling inside the fence of the house where nightshade flowers were blooming. She smiled brightly. Boiled chicken in fish sauce, boiled chicken, you could eat it yourself. But fertilizer for the night around the house Need to find someone to help!

'Announcement of a missing person in this area in the past 3 years, there have been only men. What happened? Is it an abnormal state of stress? Have you been around here long enough to know?’ A young policeman walked up and embraced the woman from behind and whispered a question. He has been friends with the owner of the night house since school.

He feels guilty for cheating on his girlfriend and getting involved with her. But a delicate, nurturing young woman is vulnerable to the world that has to endure being with a cold man. It's really fascinating.