other guys began to seem flat and insipid to her. Every meeting with him was an event. Jasyn did not always give himself up without looking back to his mood and feelings. Sometimes he became unbearably scrupulous, wayward, he seemed to take pleasure in offending her. At such moments she hated him and looked for an excuse to leave as soon as possible. Already an hour after parting, Bagila reproached herself that she had left Jasyn alone, being offended like a child, and on the same day she called him. “To tell you the truth, you don’t look like a lyricist at all, and for god’s sake, don’t look at me like that. It is impossible to love a person with such a look. Besides, there is no need to ask whether we like each other or not.” She burst into silvery laughter and returned to her chair. “That’s right,” Jasyn squeezed out a semblance of a smile. “It is true that they say that a real student sur- passes a teacher. Okay, let’s finish the lyrical part here.” He poured himself some wine. “I wanted to be myself today, but I see that nothing came of it. Indeed, we have forgotten how to talk about each other.” “Not at all. I never knew how to, and you, quite possibly, have only just forgotten.” “Bravo! I give you permission to do this!” “I’m going to do this without your permission. And from this moment refer to you in an informal way. Lately, these formalities have been getting on my nerves. Hearing the way I talk to you, I’m immediately reminded of uncle Sargel, who always speaks to his wife formally.” “Wonderful. This is one more step towards our marriage.” Bagila’s cheeks flushed. She frowned seriously. “We will never be husband and wife. And in my heart, I will always treat you informally.” Jasyn stood up, slowly approached her, imperiously took the glass from her, put it on the table and kissed her on the lips just as imperiously. When she jumped up, ready to fight back, he had already moved to the window. Bagila gasped at such impudence. She sank into a chair and wept softly. “It’s not fair. After all, you are a jerk!” “I know,” Jasyn agreed with complete indifference. “Let it be unfair, but it is also unfair that for three years I have never kissed you
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