"I just wanted to see if you'd be willing to be fooled."
Xu Qing hadn't expected something as simple as deceiving her into a kiss; even if Jiang He were naive enough to close her eyes and say, "Go ahead," he would still have to seriously consider whether he might be sent flying with a punch.
The taxi approached with its roof light on, stopped in front of them, and the two of them opened the door and sat in the back seat, taking off their hats to relax a bit in the warmth of the car.
Jiang He kept both hands in her pockets, gently rubbing the surface of the potato with her fingers.
She had washed this potato very clean and kept it in her pocket, always replacing it with a clean one when it felt like it was going bad.
In the car, neither of them spoke again. They made it home, turned on the living room lights, and only then did Jiang He take her potato out of her pocket and stare at it on the table.
"Have you ever thought... what if I suddenly went back one day?"
