"Ming, I met your sister before."
"Ah, really? Where? When?" They were sitting at bench in the hospital's garden after they had finished their shift. It was Li Jun who wanted to meet Yueming.
"Erm, 2 months ago. I saw her not really meeting her, just looked from a distance." There was a silent for a moment. Li Jun took out a paper bag and shoved it to Yueming.
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"This.." Li Jun wanted to explain but when Yueming looked what's inside the paper bag,
"Zhou Li Jun! Are you into my sister?!" Yueming's voice raised by an octave.
Li Jun shook his head. She and him barely had any conversation, come on! This isn't a drama to begin with.
Yueming eyes opened wide. "Zhou Li Jun, you.. I am not bent aa." Li Jun was somewhat trying to process his friend's words when a realisation hit him. 'What is wrong with his brain?!' Li Jun smacked Yueming's shoulder.
"What the..? I am straight too, moron!"
"Hahahahaha..I know. I know. Whose gift is this?" He took out a piece of silk scarf from the paper bag.
"Not gift. It belongs to your sister originally. She left it at the airport."
"Ohh, I remembered. She was literally turning my car upside down looking for this crap before she accepted the fact that it's gone for good." He placed the scarf back into the paper bag.
Li Jun just nodded and then excused himself.
'Eh, wait. Why did he keep it?'
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The next few days, Yueming appeared at Surgery Department during his lunch hour.
"Jun, my sister does not want it anymore." He placed that paper bag with scarf on Li Jun's table.
Li Jun raised his eyebrows.
"She had this attitude of not taking back what she had already let go."
Li Jun's sighed, "Why you give it to me?" Yueming sat on the chair in front of Li Jun's table.
"She said,'the one who found it shall keep it.'" Yueming shrugged his shoulder. Sometimes, he can't really understand her sister's action. She was crying for three days looking for that scarf given by her close friend in America, Ava.
"Women are really weird." They agreed at this one point. Later, Li Jun just kept that scarf inside the drawer of his desk. He think that he maybe can give it to someone later. Throwing such a good quality scarf is a waste.
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