"It's painful." I insisted.
Xu Dong's fiancée changed her clothes and came over, and the four of us went on the court to play. I explained the basic rules and techniques to Fei, and before long, she was playing quite well.
She had her strengths; her power was great, often scoring with a single hit. I couldn't help but laugh internally, saying she looked like a man at that moment, fearing she might take offense again.
After one game, we came down to drink water, and Xu Dong's lips seemed to be coated with honey, "Jiayang, are you sure you didn't bring a professional player to wipe me out?"
"Hardly," I said.
Fei was very happy, picking up the grapefruit juice to drink.
"No," Xu Dong said, "besides at the Foreign Studies Institute, I'm sure I've seen you somewhere else."
I watched as Fei's hand shook for a moment, spilling the grapefruit juice onto her skirt.
I always prided myself on being smart, but at that moment I realized how foolish I was.
