Once abroad, Yunyang frequently sent messages to Chu Wuyang.
The story begins with their chance encounter, progresses to their open dining together, and culminates in a romantic date at the beach.
Chu Wuyang looked at the photo Yun Yang shared, a girlfriend's perspective of Jing Min driving, showing his profile.
She zoomed in on the photo,
I don't know if it's just my imagination,
Although the man in the photo is only in profile, his jawline is remarkably defined and angular.
But it seemed to be a state of tense tension, like clenching teeth.
Even with sunglasses on, his emotions were unreadable, so Chu Wuyang assumed she had misjudged him.
While daydreaming,
Yunyang's messages came one after another.
Compared to Yun Yang's frequent messages, Jing Min, who always kept a close eye on her, was relatively quiet.
Chu Wuyang opened Jingmin's chat window; their two-day chat history was still stuck on the day he left.
She wondered if she should just ask about his recent situation as a formality.
I haven't typed more than a few words yet,
Yunyang's dialog box popped up again, this time not with an image but with a line of small text—
"Just now, he couldn't help but kiss me!"
Chu Wuyang's hand suddenly froze.
His fingertip hovered over the screen without tapping, then he quickly gripped the phone tightly, his knuckles turning slightly white.
She stared at that sentence.
He held his breath for a few seconds,
He then promptly deleted the greeting he had typed but not yet sent.
My fingers trembled slightly from the force I used, and I turned off the phone.
What else do you want to ask?
She curled her lips into a mocking smile, her heart clenching as if gripped by something invisible.
Yunyang is posting his updates in real time.
At this moment,
Even asking a symbolic question seems superfluous.
She closed her eyes.
He slowly tightened his grip on his fingertips, then took a deep breath, adjusted his breathing, and calmed himself down.
When I opened my eyes again, my eyes were clear again.
She decisively unlocked her phone and reopened the chat window.
Sure enough, as expected, Yunyang sent another photo.
The photo shows a corner of a luxury restaurant.
The candlelight on the table was dim and ambiguous, and exquisite Western food was laid out on expensive porcelain plates. The wine glasses were slightly tilted, and the red wine was rich and full-bodied.
At the edge of the dining table, a familiar hand inadvertently fell into the frame.
With long, slender joints, the expensive watch on her wrist exuded understated elegance.
Even if only a small part is exposed,
She could still recognize him at a glance—it was Jingmin's.
Her fingers paused on the screen, gently tracing the outline of the hand, her gaze fixed on the screen.
Jing Min is not in the center of the photo, but rather appears as if she was unintentionally captured in the background.
And such a scene
It exudes a kind of intimate understanding.
She stared at the hand, feeling a strange sense of unfamiliarity, or rather... distance.
A surge of inexplicable emotion welled up inside me.
Chu Wuyang suddenly found it somewhat amusing.
Why would she care about these things?
Everything was exactly as she expected.
Isn't that right?
Indeed, a beautiful woman throws herself into his arms; in a foreign land, there are no scruples, and passion ignites.
Which man could resist?
The more I thought about it, the more complicated my feelings became; then, after a moment of realization, I found it all rather ridiculous.
I'm becoming more and more conflicted.
She exhaled softly.
The corners of his mouth slowly curved upwards.
With a touch of nonchalance,
His fingers flew across the screen, his tone as relaxed as that of a spectator standing on the sidelines.
"That's great, he kissed you first, that's a really big step forward."
"Not bad, not bad"
She raised an eyebrow slightly, her gaze darkening, and added:
"If I had known it would go this smoothly, I should have created opportunities for you to be alone sooner."
As she typed, her heart raced.
But without pausing, he continued to add:
"But it's not too late. Now is such a good time, why don't you try to suggest spending the night together?"
"I'm sure he won't refuse."
Have a pleasant evening!
She checked the message word by word.
Make sure every word conveys consideration and candor.
Without the slightest hesitation, he decisively pressed the send button.
The screen went silent again.
She leaned back slightly on the sofa, her phone casually held in her palm.
It was as if the message that had just been sent was just an insignificant one.
But her fingertips felt faintly cold, as if she were holding a cold stone, pressing down on her palm, exuding a heavy weight.
One second, two seconds... one minute... ten minutes...
Yunyang did not reply for a long time.
Chu Wuyang stared at the message.
His eyes changed slightly.
His relaxed expression gradually faded, replaced by a look of understanding.
Yunyang did not reply to her.
Perhaps... there's no need to reply anymore.
She lowered her eyes and chuckled softly, a complex emotion flashing across them.
He then stood up and walked to the window.
The night was as dark as ink, and the lights outside the window flickered with a cool glow.
Her reflection on the glass was blurry.
She checked the time; it was indeed getting late.
Chu Wuyang no longer planned to wait for Yun Yang's reply, after all, the next development was almost predictable.
She closed her phone, got up to take a shower, and had only taken two steps when…
The phone on the sofa suddenly vibrated.
The screen lit up, and the voice call icon flashed prominently.
Her steps, with her back to the sofa, paused slightly.
My fingertips froze in mid-air, a vague emotion flickering through my mind.
Is it Yunyang?
She slowly turned around, but did not walk over immediately, standing there hesitating for a few seconds.
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