As his slightly swaying back disappeared from view, I collapsed powerlessly to the ground. My cold hand covered my burning cheek, slightly alleviating the pain. What should I do? What about Yin Zhongtian? How would I face my parents? How could I explain? Would my father’s health suffer from the shock? And Ye Zhengchen—how would I face him?
Too many questions plagued me, and I longed to ask Ye Zhengchen: “Shixiong, would you say we’re adulterers?”
An autumn breeze blew in, chilling me to the bone. I got up, closed the window, and pulled the curtain halfway. My hand froze as I noticed a white SUV parked by the street lamp below.
After hesitating for a long time, I picked up my phone and texted Ye Zhengchen: [Where are you?] He replied instantly: [At a nightclub, chatting with a beautiful woman.] I looked at the car downstairs again and replied: [Have fun. Won’t disturb you.]
A few minutes later, he replied: [What are you doing?] [Looking at the scenery, the view downstairs is nice.] He replied with: […] I laughed, covering my face and wincing in pain. Another message came: [I want to see you, now.] Touching the swelling on my face, I replied: [I don’t want to see you, now.] After waiting for a long time, Ye Zhengchen didn’t reply again. Dejected, I put down my phone and went to the bathroom to look at my face. My right cheek was severely swollen, with five purple-blue fingerprints. I lifted my hair, revealing a half-inch bloody wound on my forehead. I wiped it with tissues, but the blood continued to seep out. If Ye Zhengchen saw my face like this, I wondered what he would think.
The doorbell rang. I thought Yin Zhongtian had returned and quickly ran to the door, looking through the peephole. A figure stood outside – wearing black jeans and a black shirt, exuding an air of sexiness. I scratched the hair on my forehead, covering the side of my face, and opened the door. Ye Zhengchen smiled and said, “If you want to see me, just say so…” When he saw my face clearly, his smile froze!
Author’s note: Finally broke up, wiping sweat, clapping hands! I can leave with peace of mind… I’m going to Guilin for a meeting, don’t miss me too much.
