“Really?”
Qiu Yuting was overjoyed, no longer hearing what her mother was saying, and ran out.
Amidst the crowd, she had teary eyes, desperately searching for his trace… but she couldn’t find him, couldn’t find him anywhere.
Where could she meet him? If the heavens could have mercy on her, please give her a hint…
That apartment? Suddenly, a thought flashed through her mind.
Yes, that was where they first met. Maybe he still lives there, waiting for her?
Qiu Yuting first met Pei Jia Lie in front of this door. At that time, he was playing classical music, and she was holding a large hammer. Now, she didn’t know how many times they had met, and she was happy that this hammer could once again serve its purpose, knocking on his door.
In the orange light, he saw her and stood still.
“You still live here?” she laughed, “Still playing music so loudly?”
Staring at her for a long time, Pei Jia Lie finally spoke, “Don’t forget, I’ve paid rent for a year.”
“Where’s the girlfriend you were supposed to meet tonight?” she asked further, “Did you meet her?”
“Of course,” he shrugged, “I just sent her back.”
“What does she look like?”
“Very beautiful.”
“So you mean I’m beautiful too?”
He looked at her.
“Because I look exactly like her.”
“What do you mean?”
“Actually, you were supposed to be the one I was meeting tonight for the blind date.” She laughed, waiting for his surprised expression. However, he remained calm.
“I know,” he answered after a while.
“You know?” she was shocked.
“I knew they set this up to help us reconcile.”
“You…” her voice trembled, “And you pretended not to know because you didn’t want to make up with me?”
“No, I pretended not to know because I wanted you to take the initiative to find me.”
“What?” Qiu Yuting realized that after all this time, their relationship remained unchanged – he was still the one designing the plan, and she was always the fool who fell for it.
“I knew you would come back,” he smiled victoriously, “When I sent you the last letter, I knew you would eventually return.”
“Why?” she looked at him with a sullen expression.
“Because you would be curious why I suddenly stopped contacting you, like watching an exciting TV show that suddenly loses power. Anyone would be anxious at that moment.”
“Bastard!” She stomped on his foot and turned to leave.
He was quick and pulled her back, embracing her.
“When you return from Paris and see me again, there would be two possibilities: first, still holding a grudge about me being Jia De’s brother, ignoring me; second, no longer caring about my background, willing to reconcile as before. Now you can answer which one it is.”
“I don’t know,” she refused to answer.
“I guess even if you still mind my identity, you can’t bear to leave me,” he answered himself, “Let me ask you another question, can you guess what I’m thinking now?”
With that, he looked at her lips with a seductive gaze.
“This one I know,” she pursed her lips, leaning forward and kissing him, whispering in his ear: “You want to tease me…”
Before she could finish speaking, she fell silent. Because her sealed lips could no longer make a sound.
It seemed she guessed correctly. Reasoning successful!
— End of the Book —
