Curled up on the sofa, I missed someone terribly, wanting to collapse in his arms and cry, wanting to tell him: “I was wrong. I shouldn’t have left.” I took out my phone, looked at it, then put it back and stood up to find something to eat.
The phone suddenly rang. I rushed to the sofa and pulled out the phone. Seeing Yin Zhongtian’s name, I disappointedly pressed the answer key. “Xiao Bing, where are you?” His voice was not very clear, with some noisy background sounds. “In my apartment. Where are you?” “At a restaurant. I’ll come to your apartment later.” I detected something odd in his tone. “Have you been drinking?” “A little.” He laughed foolishly. “Had a social event.” Rarely did he have a social event, and he seemed in a good mood. “Which restaurant are you at? I’ll come pick you up.” “No need.”
It’s too late for you to come out alone; it’s dangerous. I’ll take a taxi to find you.” “Okay, I’ll wait for you.”
After hanging up, I went to the kitchen to prepare a sobering soup. Yin Zhongtian was slightly drunk, having a low alcohol tolerance. Soon, he arrived, bringing a smell of smoke and alcohol. I served the soup as he swayed slightly.
“Xiao Bing, guess who I met at the dinner table…”
“Who?” I asked, not really interested.
“Ye Zhengchen, Counselor Ye…”
His unexpected answer made my hand shake. Wasn’t he supposed to be back in Beijing?
I pretended to serve the soup casually. “Oh.”
“He’s quite an interesting person…”
“Is he?” I rubbed my forehead, enduring a headache.
“He just returned from Beijing today for Xu Yang’s birthday party…” The name Xu Yang sounded familiar; I remembered he was the child of a high-ranking official in the municipal government. “Someone asked if he came specifically for Xu Yang’s birthday. Guess what he said?”
“What did he say?”
“He said he came to see the person in his heart…”
Yin Zhongtian laughed dryly, his voice turning hoarse. I pressed my temples hard.
He asked us an interesting question: “Is there anything more important than the woman beside you?” I looked at Yin Zhongtian: “How did you answer?” He sighed subtly: “Now, what could be more important than you?”
