She and he hadn't seen each other for twenty years, and when they met again, he didn't remember her. However, the handshake at that moment inexplicably gave her a belief that he understood everything she had thought and yearned for.
But, the hand overlaid on hers tightened more and more, growing heavier and heavier, until he suddenly leaned his entire weight onto her.
Her nose was struck hard, and although it was just a moment before he straightened up, her nose still tingled painfully.
Only then did she look up at him, seeing his unusually pale face, grayish lips, and the slightly scattered look in his eyes.
She immediately supported him. He closed his eyes, shook his head slightly, and pushed away her support, "I'm fine."
