Chapter 1 Obsession
I don’t know what’s wrong with Lu Xiaoping, a lazy guy, suddenly he became obsessed with fitness.
Whenever he has time, he hangs out at the "Hong" fitness club on the top floor of Shangri-La. Most of the photos he shares on WeChat Moments are of him lifting weights and running, showing off his arms and legs and muscles.
His drinking buddies repeatedly asked him to go out to bars and play games, but six or seven times out of ten he said he was busy.
We were originally drinking and eating buddies, but without wine and meat, our friendship has faded a lot.
Everyone in the circle of friends knows that Lu Xiaoping has always been a person who gets excited for a short time. His relationships are all about quarterly, monthly, or even weekly disposables.
It was later discovered that he had set his eyes on the yoga instructor at "Hong" gym. He had been pestering her for a long time, and finally on Valentine's Day, February 14th, he shared a candlelight dinner and 99 pink roses on his circle of friends, announcing that he had won the beauty.
No one has ever seen his legendary girlfriend. Legend has it that all the yoga instructors in Honghui are very good at selling classes.
Lu Xiaoping comes from a wealthy family. His father, Lu Tiesheng, opened an injection molding factory in an industrial park on the outskirts of the city. Relying on his luck over the past three years, he made a fortune by processing nucleic acid sampling tubes for others. As his pockets grew fatter, he thought he had also entered the high-end medical industry.
Lu Tiesheng was very strict with his son. Lu Xiaoping was almost 25 years old, but he could only use his secondary card.
His good friends Xu Tao and Guo Peng knew this very well and reminded him, "Pingzi, you spent so much time getting a girlfriend, why don't you bring her out to us so we can see for ourselves and make sure she's not a scam."
Lu Xiaoping said she doesn't like meeting friends.
Xu Tao said, "Then take us to your gym, and we'll be able to see each other there, right?"
The legendary beauty yoga instructor can outline her hot and curvy figure even with her eyes closed.
Lu Xiaoping: "You can come, but you have to become a member, otherwise you won't be allowed in. Why don't you also become a member and come and play?"
As soon as the topic of recharging and applying for a card came up, Xu Tao stopped talking. As usual, when it came to money, he would lower his head and act stupid, keeping silent and pretending to be sacrificing.
In the group chat, Guo Peng @Lu Xiaoping, "Pingzi, there are a lot of new girls coming to Xilanfang. They are all very beautiful, just like the willow branches turning green in spring. Do you want to come?"
Lu Xiaoping: "I'm busy. I have to wait for my girlfriend to get off work."
Xu Tao: "Wow, you have successfully transformed yourself into the best boyfriend in the world. Those who know you think you are looking for a girlfriend, and those who don't think you are looking for a grandmother. Let me tell you, women should not be spoiled, otherwise they will shit on your head."
Guo Peng quickly added, "You're at great risk of being ripped off. I'll see how you explain this to your father later."
Lu Xiaoping replied after a while: "Maybe later, she's busy."
Lu Xiaoping felt very uncomfortable being bullied in the WeChat group. Looking at the beauty in front of him, it seemed that she had lost some of her charm. So his pale face was gloomy and straight, like the whiteboard hanging on the opposite wall.
His girlfriend Han Que just glanced up and continued to lower her head to reply to messages on her phone.
Lu Xiaoping sat there sullenly, pulled Han Que's wrist, twisted his body and acted coquettishly: "Baby, just go with me today, so they won't always scold me."
Han Que's gaze remained fixed on his phone screen. "I haven't met my company's performance targets for this month yet. This customer is clamoring for a return, and I have to appease him later. I really don't have time."
Lu Xiaoping tutted his words: "You really are obsessed with money. You don't respect my face at all."
Han then glanced at him sideways, with a half-smile: "Master Lu, am I trying to save your face?" Then he pinched his cheek and smiled gently: "Go and have fun by yourself."
Lu Xiaoping wanted to lose his temper, but he looked up at Han Que's profile, smiling with dimples, curved almond eyes, and rosy lips. Suddenly, he lost the courage to lose his temper and could only mutter a few complaints.
Han Que's eyes were fixed on the screen of his mobile phone, and he casually twisted his earlobe with one hand, gently and slowly twisting it, disrupting his breathing.
Lu Xiaoping's ears itched, and his heart started to itch as well. His breathing became disordered, and his expression gradually blurred. He turned his head to kiss her, but he didn't expect his earlobe to be pulled suddenly. He hissed in pain: "Han Que, you are so cruel."
Han then withdrew his gaze from his phone and continued to pat him harmlessly, "Be obedient, go play by yourself, don't disturb me while I'm working."
Lu Xiaoping was so quiet that he didn't dare to say a word, feeling indescribably lost.
He has been loved by women since he was a child, even his kindergarten teachers are no exception. But when it comes to Han Que, everything is reversed.
He is tall, handsome, rich and good-looking, and others are rushing to curry favor with him.
A few days later, Lu Xiaoping repeated his old tricks, refusing to leave the lounge and insisting on dragging Han to go have barbecue with him.
However, Han said that he had to teach another class and was busy in the evening, so he let him go and play by himself.
Lu Xiaoping finally couldn't help it and started to pick a fight with a stern face, "Han Que, you're wearing this outfit, and those old men at the door are staring at your breasts and butt with lustful eyes."
Han, however, looked down at the yoga clothes he was wearing, which were not too revealing, and said, "Let them look at their own things. It doesn't mean I lose any meat if they look at me."
Lu Xiaoping kicked the leg of her chair, his face gloomy and cold: "This is male condensation, do you understand? Those old men are molesting you with these obscene eyes."
Han said nonchalantly, "There's nothing I can do about it. They're guests of the gym. Besides, they're just watching and not doing anything. I can't go up and dig out their eyes."
Lu Xiaoping pointed at her and said, "Han Que, if you care about my feelings, you should quit this crappy job."
Han, however, glanced up at him, with a faint smile, and said lightly: "No one cares about my feelings. This month's performance has not yet been completed."
She spoke very slowly, and after she finished, she drank the mineral water in her hand slowly and leisurely, taking small sips.
Lu Xiaoping's face darkened and he remained silent stubbornly.
Han didn't even bat an eyelid at him. He finished his water, threw the empty bottle into the trash can next to him, stood up, stretched his waist, did a few stretches, opened the glass door and prepared to go to class.
Lu Xiaoping hesitated for a moment, then followed and apologized mutteredly.
Han just kept walking forward, smiling and greeting the middle-aged and elderly male customers he met along the way: "Mr. Zhang, you're here again? Perseverance is victory."
"It's okay. I see you've practiced well. Come on, come on."
Lu Xiaoping followed her all the way and finally stopped her: "That won't work. I'll go and top up some more money to help you complete this month's sales."
As he said that, he took out his cell phone and pulled her to the front desk to swipe the card.
Han stopped him and sneered, "No, the balance on your card will last until next year. What if Zhou Hongbin's gym closes down and runs away? I'll be the culprit who cheated you. I'll find a way myself."
"What can you do?" Lu Xiaoping said bitterly, "Isn't it just selling my body to those old men..."
Han raised his eyes, glared at him sternly, then turned and left.
Lu Xiaoping didn't dare to say anything more. He followed her all the way, tugging at the corner of her clothes from behind. After a long while, he whispered, "It's not that I don't want to use the card, but everyone says I'm being taken advantage of... Well, I also feel that I can't let Zhou Hongbin get away with it for nothing."
Han stopped, turned around and looked at her, nodding in agreement: "Yeah, there's no need. My performance commission is so low, it won't be a bargain for Boss Zhou."
After that day, Lu Xiaoping didn't see Han Que for more than ten days. When he asked him about it, he was always busy. Later, he even rarely replied to WeChat messages.
Lu Xiaoping was unhappy and forced himself not to go to the gym to find Han Que. When he had time, he would go to the bar with Xu Tao and play cards or games. Time passed quickly. Ten days passed like this, but Han Que still didn't come to see him.
That night, Lu Xiaoping played games online with Xu Tao, Guo Peng and others. It was drizzling outside the window. He lost several games in a row due to his absent-mindedness. After being scolded by Xu Tao, he stopped playing out of spite.
He threw away the game controller and fell on the bed. Guo Peng and Xu Tao were still chatting in the headphones. "It's been so many days, and he always looks so lifeless. Is it worth it for a girl? It makes me angry just watching him. Where did all that energy go?"
"He was just possessed by a ghost. That woman was very cunning and played him around in circles. She was just using him for money."
Lu Xiaoping irritably pulled off his headphones and threw them on the floor.
A man was staring out the window bored, thinking about it for a long time, but he couldn't help it and sent a selfie showing off his muscles to Han.
After staring at the phone for twenty minutes, Han still didn't reply.
Lu Xiaoping decided to go all out and posted a few more photos showing his arms and chest muscles, and asked pretentiously: "Coach Han, I haven't worked out in many days. Are my muscles loose?"
This time, Han responded and said that he was working overtime at the company.
Lu Xiaoping put down his cell phone, lay on the bed looking at the ceiling for a while, then jumped out of bed, put on his coat and went downstairs.
In the restaurant, she encountered Zhang Qin, who was scolding the babysitter. She frowned at his absent-minded appearance and said with disdain, "Where are you going to play so late at night? Your dad will scold you again when he comes back."
Lu Xiaoping mumbled something about having something to do, then left Zhang Qin who was yelling behind him and headed straight for the underground garage.
The rain was getting heavier, the wet ground reflected the pale light of the street lamps, and the wipers were vigorously brushing the water on the windshield, as if they were scraping his heart.
When he arrived at the downstairs of Han Que's company, he sat in the car and looked up at the towering building. It was dark with only sporadic lights.
He sent Han Que his location and asked her when she would come down. After a while, Han Que replied that she would come down after the meeting was over.
Lu Xiaoping felt relieved. He leaned back in his seat, looked at the rain outside the window, turned on the car stereo, took a puff of his e-cigarette, and the car was filled with the scent of oranges.
Half an hour passed like this, and through the glass window I could see Han Que coming out of the building. She was standing on the steps, carrying a computer bag. The cold wind made her stagger and stand unsteadily. She was thin and her curly hair was messy.
Lu Xiaoping opened the car door and rushed out with an umbrella. When he looked closer, he saw that Han's hair was wet, his face was pale, he looked tired, his eyes were confused, and he looked pitiful.
Lu Xiaoping softened his heart and held her tightly in his arms, rubbing his chin against her cold forehead. After choking for a long time, he said in a trembling voice, "Han Que, I won't let you suffer so much."
The night was dim and I couldn't see the expression on Han Que's face.
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