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A Hot Night

By Sera Cheung

It’s a hot night, just in front of the No.13 Girls’ Dormitory, always I think. That’s a usual night in May and the mercury in the thermometer has been rising these days, as sales of the magazines covered with young pretty boys in that bookstall which is opposite the dorm. Between the dorm keeper and the various presses, it’s the open space that is the stage of the article you’re reading.

Streetlamps near that place shine with a subtle color, like a block of burnished copper. With that exotic faded light, pouch and black rim of eyes, simpers on faces of the youth can be veiled. So do their discourses under their eyes. On such a summery night, most of student groups in school prefer to have meeting there. 98% of them are girls, while the rest would always be the Jupiter surrounded by secondary planets. Once those boys told a bad joke, the other girls would over-giggle——I’m quite sure that all the pupils of young people at present must blow up for a little.

Anyway, passing by those meeting girls is a miraculous flash fully filled with various scents. Their hair just having been washed and wrapping over their shoulders like soaking wet dark seaweeds, smells exactly like the Cantonese dessert——flowery and sugary, with a hint of artificial fragrance underneath. Mixed with the flavor of shampoos and slightly bitter breeze of plants, girls’ heat of skin gives out to be a breath of summer. It’s a scent of that fancy, green and fresh time which is about to slip by.

Just next to steps on the doorway of No.13 Girls’ Dormitory, there is always a couple acting as Romeo and Juliet every summer night. While the Romeo gazes at her flatly and intently with a long tight embrace, that Juliet stands on the steps——perhaps for a height problem. They hug each other as if something is permanent that sometimes leads some passers-by regard them as a sculpture of behavior art of certain genre.

Looking upon the sky, its color reveals as tobacco burns out to ash. The air is so heavy that the heat adheres to every pore of people’s skin. Wind is hot, youth is hot, hormone and pheromone is hot, and everybody as everything is hot too.