Hippo’s best friend, Chautin, was broke up with her boyfriend last week. I was shocked about that. I still remembered a few months ago there was a boy enthralled by Chautin’s beauty and spent much time and effort going with her,  while finally winning her trust and then seeing with each other. Hippo known the love-crossed feeling, so she tried her best to soothe her. Last Friday night we had a drunk together and play fingers-number game to expel the unhappy memory. Next day we shopped in the Metro-walk mall and play games on the third and fourth floors. I don’t know what the boy’s disaffection for but I am sure the benevolent girl with a buoyant disposition will find another better man.