Once, outside,

the other person suddenly said, “You’ve got such a good temper.”
Because he knocked things over, I didn’t react at all.
I just said, “It’s fine—just wipe it clean.”
I smiled and said nothing.
That chat continued—just chatting.
Watching him do all kinds of things,
I happily spent the afternoon.
Then this person called me to go out,
and I never went out again.
I even added him to my blacklist.
In the end, he still didn’t understand why.