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– This is some kind of evil fate. He said nervously.

The guests apologized to Lesha, realizing that he was the main tenant of this apartment. They did it in broken Russian, as they used this language very little. – We will leave tomorrow. Lyosha tried to prove to them that he was very happy with them. This was actually the case, and he did not mind if they stayed alive, and especially their daughter. He sat huddled in a chair and watched, as they got ready for bed. The mother went to bed with her daughter. Lily’s father lay down on Amir’s bed and Rashid himself on the floor, all this was done in silence, and no one said a word until morning.

The day of departure came. Lyosha was so looking forward to this day when at least one of them would leave. But the very last of the arrivals and the most welcome guest was leaving. He did not want to admit it to himself, but it was the saddest day of his life. Lyosha was as silent as they were. Now he did not even dare to offer this girl coffee. She was not available. It seemed to him that a ghost was walking around the house, which he could not touch and he could not talk to him either. He wanted to go with them to the airport, but he did not dare to offer it to them. Lyosha packed his backpack and went to the institute. Although he had to go to the third pair. Before leaving, he took a moment and was able to look into the eyes of this girl and make it clear that he likes her. The girl reciprocated, and this guy left the apartment like a living corpse. Lyosha understood that this was their last meeting. In the evening, when he returns, she will no longer be there, and he saw no point in returning home. At that moment, when the front door slammed and Lyosha walked to the elevator, his whole world collapsed, and he wanted to go without looking back, only he did not know where. Lyosha did not go to the institute, for the first time he missed classes, and went to wander around the city, no matter where he was going. The snow fell in flakes and lay on his hair and eyelashes. Lyosha did not pay attention to this, his step quickened, and it seemed he was ready to kill. Just who? He was angry with himself. There was no one to blame for this story. There were no culprits, but there were victims. Everyone suffered, he, Lilya, Sultana, Amir. Having made a sharp stop, Lyosha looked around to understand where he was. Realizing that he missed the lecture, the guy went to the pit stop to drink coffee. He did not want anything, and he just sat silently like a monument, not noticing the life around him. He thought. Lyosha experienced this feeling of pain for the first time in his life. Previously, he was not attached to anyone, and never fell in love with anyone. This love arose suddenly, and suddenly left. Lyosha did not even have time to understand what it was. I did not have time to experience the joy that lovers experience; I did not have time to enjoy the taste and aroma of the love that comes in the first moments. Lyosha has not yet had time to realize that he has lost her, because he has not yet realized that he was in love.