Chapter 6

Even though he is with her, she still enjoys pretending to be foolish in front of him. Clearly, he called to inform her that he would come over in the evening. If it were another woman, she would have already taken a shower and sprayed on perfume, waiting for him. But her? She worked overtime until after 10 o'clock, making him wait downstairs for more than an hour. The things he bought for her, she has never been seen using. He, however, does not know when he became infatuated, and several times, without knowing why, he found himself downstairs at her place.

In my impression, it was the year just before graduation when the class organized a trip. We went to Shangfang Mountain, which is renowned for the saying "In the south, there are Suzhou and Hangzhou; in the north, there is Shangfang." During the allocation, the class monitor assigned them to be together. It was quite a coincidence that usually, Pingting was surrounded by bees and butterflies. On that day, when she sprained her ankle, there wasn't a single fly around her. Out of love for her classmates and friendship, she half-supported and half-carried her down the mountain. From that day on, Pingting became warm and friendly towards her.

After starting work, there is not a bit of efficiency. How did things come to this point, as if it is beyond her control! Outside the floor-to-ceiling glass window, cars flow like water and horses like dragons. One car after another flashes by, and her thoughts are racing along with them. They have known each other for nearly two years and have been together for more than a year, yet inexplicably, at this moment, her relationship with him makes her feel so exhausted and fearful, as if she cannot see ahead, cannot see the future. How long will this endless situation continue? They have known each other for nearly two years and have been together for more than a year, yet inexplicably, at this moment, her relationship with him makes her feel so exhausted and fearful, as if she cannot see ahead, cannot see the future. How long will this endless situation continue?

On that day, he overheard the conversation between her and Pingting very clearly. She mentioned that she did not reject the idea of having a fling. It turned out that she only regarded him as a fling. After he dropped her off at the entrance of the community that day, he initially did not intend to contact her again. However, he could not understand why he just could not let go. After several days, once his anger subsided, he told himself that he would see her just one last time. Thus, he went to find her again. Each time, he told himself it would be the last time, but in the end, he deceived himself into thinking that the next time would be the last time. After several days, once his anger subsided, he told himself that he would see her just one last time. Thus, he went to find her again. Each time, he told himself it would be the last time, but in the end, he deceived himself into thinking that the next time would be the last time

In her school years, Pingting was renowned as both a beauty and a talented individual in the Foreign Languages Department, with suitors lining up from the dormitory to the school gate. Some would even rise early to deliver steamed buns and mantou to the dormitory, doing so every single day of the year, all in hopes of winning a favorable impression from the beauty. Although in the end, these efforts primarily benefited the female students residing in her department, they nonetheless reflect the extent of Pingting's popularity.

After a long while, Pingting finally said softly: "Zimo, I am sad, I am upset, not because Sun Pinghua's parents want him to meet other women. It is just for those days when we made vows to each other. Even to this day, he still does not confess to me and keeps me in the dark. In fact, he knew it long ago, yet he still made promises to me. I also knew it early on, yet I still believed him."

I hurried to her home after receiving a call from Pingting. I never imagined she would be crying so uncontrollably; the phrase 'tears like pear blossoms' is too ordinary to describe her tears. Saying 'the Yellow River has burst its banks' feels too detached to capture her beauty. In short, she was crying in utter disarray, yet still evoking a sense of pity.

Qingting curled up in the corner of the sofa, exuding an indescribable sense of vulnerability. She went to the kitchen and poured herself a glass of water. Without saying a word, she quietly kept her company. In fact, at this point, saying more would be futile. Matters between men and women are difficult to unravel even for those involved, let alone for outsiders.

It took quite a few tissues to stop Pingting's tears. Listening to her choke back sobs, she recounted the general content in a fragmented manner. Essentially, it was about Sun Pinghua's parents disapproving of his relationship with her. They had set their sights on the daughter of a certain leader, who had just returned from studying abroad, possessing a comparable status and being quite suitable. They were pressuring Sun Pinghua to marry. It was nothing more than a clichéd story, an old tale in a new guise.

In fact, she had some idea on the way that it was about the matter concerning Pingting's boyfriend. A few days ago, he had asked her in a somewhat confused manner: "Have you been in touch with your good friend Yu Pingting recently?" She was engrossed in the latest American blockbuster, not understanding the meaning, and without turning her head, she replied, "I haven't been in touch for quite some time! Why?" He did not pursue the topic further. Today, upon receiving a phone call from Pingting, who was in tears, she realized something was amiss. It was likely that when he asked her that day, something had already happened.

In fact, during her university years, she was not very familiar with Pingting, and they could only be considered acquaintances in the class. Firstly, their social circles were different. She was mainly too busy, juggling part-time jobs and work. Secondly, they did not live in the same dormitory, so they had little interaction in their daily lives

She gently moved his hand away, stealthily climbed out of bed, quietly put on her clothes, and cautiously felt her way out. After all, it was not her home, and she did not know what she had bumped into, making a slight noise. He had already begun to wake up slightly, instinctively reaching out to the side, finding it empty.

In the middle of the night, she unexpectedly woke up halfway through her sleep, staring at the European-style light fixture on the ceiling, completely devoid of any drowsiness. He was beside her, breathing deeply, seemingly in a deep slumber. His long hand rested on her body. At first, she found it extremely uncomfortable, yet now she could actually allow him to do so and fall asleep peacefully. It turns out that habit is such a terrifying thing.

During that time at the hospital, his mother wanted to come over, and she seemed as if she were fleeing from a plague. She thought that anyone could meet his mother. Not to mention that he had never given any other woman a chance. If there had been such an opportunity, with another woman, she would likely have to be driven away.

Moreover, upon introspection, it is evident that Pingting's family background is also quite respectable, as both of her parents are professors at local universities, which can be considered a scholarly lineage. Compared to her family, it is uncertain by how much they surpass her. As she contemplated this, an inexplicable chill washed over her.

Under the blazing sun, where could there be any fresh stories? Pingting and Sun Pinghua, she and he, are merely repeating the same old tales endlessly. But now that things have come to this point, why bother to think too much about it!

He sighed and slowly walked closer to her. From behind, he wrapped his arms around her waist, leaned on her shoulder, and softly said: "Alright. It's time to go back to your room and sleep. You have to work tomorrow!" She felt an indescribable emotion in her heart, a mix of anxiety and a hint of reluctance. Perhaps she was being a bit excessive, especially at half past three in the morning.

"Zimo, what’s wrong?" he asked in a daze. She did not respond, maintaining the same posture. He seemed to sense that something was off in the air, and with a "click," he turned on the light. The room was suddenly illuminated, and she could no longer hide. He rubbed his eyes, taking a moment to adjust to the brightness. When he looked up, he saw her neatly dressed, staring blankly at him, her expression extremely anxious. He sat up, gazing directly at her, yet his tone remained as usual: "What are you doing?" She took a deep breath and finally said, "I—I want to go home! I suddenly remembered I have some—things—"

The music plays softly, a song by Ace of Base titled "Everytime it rains": "I see dark clouds out my window, I know the storm is coming any minute, And the thunder just confirms my fears, And I know the tears are in there, I'll be crying unable to stop, Look here comes the very first drop, Cuz every time it rains, I fall to pieces, So many memories the rain releases, I feel you... ... I taste you... ... I taste you... ...

She fell silent. Sun Pinghua was not familiar with her either. She did not need to speak on his behalf, but was merely thinking of how to make Pingting feel more comfortable. A man's promises come too easily, worth nothing at all, and it would be better if he did not make any. Like him, there are no promises at all! Because he never thought there would be a future!

He had seen her ID in private and knew that May 26 was her birthday. He called her early. Unexpectedly, she invited him to her home for dinner. The efficiency that day was particularly high; everything was completed in no time, and he arrived early. Watching her busy in the kitchen gave him an indescribable sense of happiness and satisfaction, something he had never experienced before. Since childhood, his meals had always been prepared by chefs and served by guards. He had never seen his mother cook. To think that someone had specially made a meal for him, and it was so delicious.

我无法忘记，每当下雨时……我就会淋湿，亲爱的，我仍然爱着你，随着时间的推移，这种感情只会愈加强烈，我知道我再也无法与你在一起，我再也找不到那双眼中有着善良的人，我会努力尝试却无法停止，看看，第一滴雨来了——

When they met again, he noticed that she seemed to have little appetite and did not want to eat greasy food. His heart sank several times. Such things had happened to their group many times before. It was inevitable that there would be some women who fancied themselves as rising to greatness, using such tactics. He could not articulate what he felt inside, yet he found himself dialing her number involuntarily, only to have her hang up on him. In all his years, he had never encountered this before, and it piqued his interest, leaving him with an indescribable and unfathomable feeling. He could not articulate what he felt inside, yet he found himself dialing her number involuntarily, only to have her hang up on him. In all his years, he had never encountered this before, and it piqued his interest, leaving him with an indescribable and unfathomable feeling.

He slowly got up, quietly looking at her as if scrutinizing her. After a long while, he finally squeezed out a few words through clenched teeth, coldly saying: "Alright, you want to leave, then go right now." She stared at him directly, and it took her a moment to react to his words. In a hurry, she pulled open the door and rushed out. Upon reaching the living room, she grabbed her bag and dashed towards the entrance. She ran so urgently, as if one more second would lead her to fall into a cage from which she could never escape!

She grasped the handle, yet could not unlock the door. She had always known she was not cut out to be a thief, and now it was clearer than ever. Because it was late at night, everything was silent. She could hear his footsteps, very light, very slow, elegant yet dangerous, drawing closer step by step, like a hunter approaching his prey

She enjoys playing dumb with him, relishing in pretending not to understand anything. When he first met her, he thought she was merely delicate-looking, with a decent temperament, and since their group was always welcoming to beautiful women, he initially assumed she was playing hard to get, trying to seduce him into bed. To his surprise, she genuinely did not care. Typically, after a woman has been intimate, she would be incessantly calling, as if she had purchased insurance, feeling invulnerable. He thought she was playing hard to get, trying to seduce him into bed. To his surprise, she genuinely did not care. Usually, after being intimate, which woman wouldn't be calling non-stop, feeling secure as if she had insurance? Yet, she never called him. When he saw her again, she acted as if nothing had happened, not even greeting him. It was the first time he experienced such a feeling. Eventually, he couldn't help but call her, and she didn't answer. Thus, he subtly hinted to Sun Pinghua, hoping to see her more often. Eventually, he couldn't help but call her, and she didn't answer. Thus, he subtly hinted to Sun Pinghua, hoping to see her more often.

He took her to the mall, to the jewelry store, merely intending to give her a birthday gift. She never mentioned that it was her birthday, and he pretended not to know. In the end, despite the hundreds of thousands worth of jewelry, the tens of thousands of handbags, and the branded clothing, she found nothing appealing and only chose a platinum necklace priced at five or six hundred. He had never given such a cheap gift before, yet she insisted on it. This made the manager of the jewelry store think he had brought a peculiar creature with him, and his laughter became somewhat awkward. If it were any other woman, she would have eagerly wanted three or four items. She truly is a peculiar creature, an unequivocally peculiar creature

Suddenly, she felt as if she had been doused with cold water, a shiver ran through her, and her mind became extraordinarily clear. It turned out that everything was so laughable, so absurd. Life could actually be like this! It turned out that even two people tightly embraced could be as estranged as possible, just like him and her.

She could only comfort her by saying: "Perhaps he didn't say it because he was afraid it would make you sad, so he wanted to find a suitable opportunity to tell you." Jingting tugged at her lips and forced a bitter smile: "Zimo, you are so smart, how could you not understand? When a husband cheats, the wife is always the last to know."

That day at the restaurant in Shanghai, after having a meal with my friends, I stepped out of the private room and saw her dining with a man from a distance, laughing and appearing quite comfortable and happy. He deliberately made a phone call to gauge her tone. As for her? She was always pretending with him. After he hung up, with a loud "bang," he threw his phone against the wall. This left all the friends in the private room staring at each other, unsure of what had just happened. Later on, I don't even know how it happened, but I ended up getting drunk. This left all the friends in the private room staring at each other, unsure of what had just happened. Later on, I don't even know how it happened, but I ended up getting drunk.

Oh my God! Look at the absurd farce she has gotten herself into. How could she have slept with someone she would never have crossed paths with in eight lifetimes, and for more than a year at that? It seems there is no possibility of an end in the near future. In fact, she understands clearly that regardless of whether the duration of the end is long or short, the final scene remains the same—it's nothing but a breakup.

He is a favored child of heaven, born with a golden key. Therefore, he has the capital to be carefree, which allows him to indulge in the pleasures of life. In this game that develops from a one-night affair, she cannot see his true heart. In fact, it is impossible to involve true feelings; he has not let go, nor has she, so in the end, it is merely a game. Are they lovers? She does not know, but what is certain is that they are rivals, adversaries in this game. In fact, it is impossible to involve true feelings; he has not let go, nor has she, so in the end, it is merely a game. Are they lovers? She does not know, but what is certain is that they are rivals, adversaries in this game. Perhaps from the very beginning, she was the loser. She simply could not resist the temptation; with such a remarkable person before her, it would be a pity not to engage in a romance. The main point is that she has never been in a relationship, so she does not reject the idea of playing a romantic game. Being young, one must keep up with the trends! If this continues, she will undoubtedly be the loser. The main point is that she has never been in a relationship, so she does not reject the idea of playing a romantic game. Being young, one must keep up with the trends! If this continues, she will undoubtedly be the loser. While she has not yet lost completely, she wants to withdraw now.

His anger surged suddenly, and she just wanted to go back. He had never brought a woman home before, only her. He had always been particular about cleanliness; even if he wanted to, he would only go to a hotel. Moreover, he had repeatedly hinted to her that he wanted to live together. Although he had many women, he had never considered living with any of them. Did she not realize that, for him, cohabitation was an enormous leap? Every time she came over, she hesitated as if there were some germs in his home. Did she not realize that, for him, cohabitation was an enormous leap? Every time she came over, she hesitated as if there were some germs in his home.