“Dan Cheng?”
Xia Qianxi nodded.
The bartender looked her over and asked, “What’s your relationship with him? Why are you looking for him?”
“Um,” Xia Qianxi thought for a moment, “I am… he invited me here.” As she said this, her face slightly reddened.
The bartender looked suspicious for a while before saying, “He’s over there.”
Qianxi followed his gaze and saw Dan Cheng in a dark corner, holding a drink in his left hand, his right arm around a provocatively dressed girl, chatting and laughing. She walked over, calling, “Dan Cheng!”
Dan Cheng glanced at her briefly, ignored her, and continued whispering to the girl in his arms. Xia Qianxi stood there, staring at him.
Ah, I’m fine,” she seemed to recall something again and said, “What time is it now?” She realized her watch had slipped off at some point.
Chapter 62: Brother’s Lover
Her subtle movement did not escape Shan Chen’s sharp eyes. He stared at her and asked, “When you threw yourself over just now, weren’t you thinking of someone else?”
She was startled, then forced a stiff smile and said, “Ah, I’ll tell you when you come to school tomorrow.”
Shan Chen sneered, “Don’t play games with me! Looks like you’re fine, let’s go!”
That night, Xia Qianxi returned home late. Her mother was already asleep, and she tiptoed into the house. In the bathroom, she gazed at herself in the mirror, with a bandaged wound on her forehead. How would she explain this to her mother tomorrow? Her reflection in the mirror gradually blurred… When we meet again, will you still recognize me? But, will we ever meet again?
In the dimly lit bathroom late at night, she suddenly burst into tears like blood.
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United States. New York.
Late at night, a tall figure leaned obliquely against the floor-to-ceiling window, his handsome face filled with confusion. That dream had come again – the torrential rain, the white world, a girl’s silhouette dissolving in the rain… A despair that penetrated his bones, as if all feelings had been emptied by this dream…
