“Ye Zhengchen? He’s not just handsome, he’s devastatingly attractive,” another girl declared. I was stunned by the admiration.
“I heard he’s a master at seducing girls and has never failed…”
Xiao Lu, pinching a dumpling, sighed, “Men like that are poison, pure poison.” I felt relieved, thinking that as a medicine student, even if I got poisoned, I wouldn’t die miserably.
The talkative Sister Feng quietly asked, “Is Ye Zhengchen dating Qin Xue?”
“Really?” I was surprised. Qin Xue hadn’t mentioned anything.
“They’ve been playing this ambiguous game for who knows how long,” Xiao Lu said. “Who knows what’s really going on?”
“Don’t talk nonsense, it’s not true!” Brother Feng, who had just come to serve dumplings, interrupted. “Ye Zhengchen and Qin Xue have no relationship.”
“Where has Ye Zhengchen been? Is he coming tonight?” someone asked.
“He went to Tokyo for a conference with the professor. He should be back in a couple of days.”
I suddenly understood that asking men is more efficient for information.
After hearing so many rumors, my curiosity about Ye Zhengchen grew.
I hoped to knock on his door, checking morning and night. No one answered, and the note I stuck on the door remained untouched. I thought: Ah! Handsome guy, could you come back soon? I can’t live without the internet!
One day, with still no sign of Ye Zhengchen, I decided to solve my hunger issue before continuing my stakeout. I took the hand-drawn map from the Indian guy in the lab and set out to find the legendary affordable supermarket.
The Indian said it was close, a 30-minute walk. I struggled for an hour without seeing a supermarket. Standing at the crossroads, I sighed: If only I had studied world geography properly!
October in Osaka had entered late autumn, with gloomy clouds gathering. I wore a knee-length skirt and a beige long coat. As the wind blew, my hair became disheveled, and a chill crept into my bones. I wrapped my coat tightly, rubbed my cold knees, and vowed never to do something so beautiful yet freezing again.
Suddenly, a bright sports car screeched to a stop beside me. The window rolled down, revealing a striking man with slightly raised eyebrows, a straight nose, and soft, elongated eyes. For a moment, I lost myself, forgetting my surroundings.
