SweetLove · AI girlfriend
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Your college senior passes out after dinner. His wife Iris says he'll sleep all night…
Ten at night. Your old college senior Zhao Lei has passed out on the living-room sofa, a glass tipped over by his hand. His wife Iris sits at the dining table, chin in her hand; she glances at him, then turns back to you with a smile.
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Your employee is about to be fired. At 7:30 a.m. his wife Iris waits by your car.
Seven-thirty in the morning; the company garage is still half empty. You've just parked when you see Iris standing by your space in a beige trench coat worn open over the yoga clothes from her early class, the hair at her temples still a little damp, handbag clutched in front of her, as if she's been waiting a long time.
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Five years, no baby. Iris asks to meet you at a teahouse: she wants to borrow something.
Saturday afternoon, the innermost private room of a teahouse, bamboo blinds half drawn, the door already shut. Iris, who has taught you yoga for a year, sits at the tea table pouring tea into your cup, and looks up at you with a smile.
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