Chapter 17
It was just before three in the afternoon. In this large coastal city in the north, some were getting married, some traveling, some working, and some preparing to revel with unfamiliar women.
Qiao Fei
I found the designated room in the specified hotel and entered using the spare key card.
The room was luxurious and romantic. The furniture was light blue with soft golden edges. In the center of the room, on a small round table, was a large bouquet of empress-colored roses, fresh and charming. A breeze from outside wafted in, dispersing the mild fragrance of the roses, fluttering the light blue curtains and matching canopy in the afternoon sunlight. It was quiet, elegant, sans any hint of sensual allure.
Who says money is a bastard? Money bought the most adorable things.
There was the sound of water from the bathroom; a man was showering. Thinking of this, it became difficult for my heart to remain calm.
A wealthy man. You could tell from every button, every stitch of the suit carelessly thrown on the floor. I picked up his clothes, examined them. The man wasn't fat—that was good; it wouldn't be too heavy lying on top of me.
I walked to the window to look at the sea outside, the sky's color, bright and clear.
The sound of water stopped, and the man came out from inside.
I didn't turn around, kept looking at the distant sea. For the first time in my 20 years of life, I lost my courage.
I didn't want to talk or even know how to act—cruel or gentle. I shouldn't be the one to decide.
Cheng Jiayang
After showering, I came out of the bathroom and saw a young woman standing by the window. Though I couldn't see her face, the black long hair reminded me of someone who shouldn't be there. That person, playful and lively, smart and humorous, had an enviable vitality.
I didn't really know how to handle the situation, so I just said, "Hey, would you like something to drink? Juice, champagne, or tea?"
I saw her slowly turn around, and then, both of us froze.
She looked at the keycard in her hand, then at me, confirming she hadn't entered the wrong room. She tried to say something, opened her mouth, but couldn't find the words. Her face was already red, she ran her fingers through her hair, then hurried to the door.
As Fei walked past me, I reached out and grabbed her arm. She kept her head down, not looking at me. My emotions were complicated; I didn't want to be alone today. I softly said, "Since you're here, stay."
No one knew what Fei was thinking then.
Latter, when I asked her, she said she had forgotten.
She still didn't want to look at me, as if taking a deep, silent breath, then she took off her shoes and sat on the windowsill. She was wearing a pair of slender blue high heels, she must have been tired.
We both had a moment of silence. Then, I asked her, "Seeing it was me, were you surprised?"
She didn't answer.
"I didn't know it was you either. It was," I considered my words, "a friend's arrangement."
"Then were you surprised it was me?" Fei was Fei, always sharp in her responses.
I nodded, admitting, I was very surprised!
"Oh?" I didn't usually frequent such places, so seeing her there, perhaps it was fate, "What did I look like?"
"Completely drunk."
"Talking about what?"
"A woman."
"She got married today."
"No wonder." She finally glanced at me, almost pitying, "So you needed to vent?"
I couldn't answer. The answer was already clear.
(End of Chapter)
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