It’s early spring, with various flower fragrances mixing together, rich and overwhelming. I’ve begun to long for a home like this, far from the city’s noise.
Soft yellow light shines through the window curtains, illuminating the door where her husband returns home. Unfortunately, such a house is too luxurious for us; I couldn’t buy it even by selling myself!
At a street corner, he parks the car, moves my hands away, and gently massages my temples.
Truly worthy of being Professor Tanaka’s prized student, his massage technique is extraordinary, with perfect pressure and precision on the acupoints. My tense nerves gradually relax under his soothing touch as I stretch out my body. “Thank you!”
As he massages, his hands move downward, pressing lightly and heavily on my cervical vertebrae, shoulder blades, and back. Knowing he’s taking advantage, I still can’t help but enjoy his superior technique. “Let me take care of you,” he says.
“You’ve always been taking care of me,” I reply, aware that he passes by the convenience store at midnight with intentions he doesn’t understand.
He wraps an arm around me, pulling me close, and whispers near my ear, “Don’t believe what others say, trust your own feelings.”
Moonlight filters through dappled leaves; an expensive sports car glows with ice-blue light. A devastatingly handsome man full of tender feelings creates a harmonious atmosphere. I should blush shyly in his arms and ask, “Can you promise to love me forever?” But I’m not that sentimental.
I give him a fierce glare and push him away: “I feel like you’re about to unleash your beast-like nature and abandon my body in the wilderness.”
He grinds his teeth in anger. “I should give your senses a comprehensive examination!”
“I’ll consider your suggestion, Dr. Ye!” I say. “It’s late, I’m going home.”
At this midnight hour, an empty street is certainly not a wise choice for romantic conversations!
He parks the car beneath my apartment building, and we go upstairs together. At my door, as I open it, he’s still not giving up, “sincerely” requesting: “These chicken wings have gone cold, could you heat them up for me?”
“Go heat them in your microwave.”
“My microwave is broken.”
“Then use the oven.”
“That’s broken too!”
