Originally, I planned to stay at a star-rated hotel near the provincial government. However, the hotel front desk required me to show my valid ID card for registration according to the 2006 revised "Public Security Administration Penalty Law". In order to avoid leaving unnecessary traces, I decided to change my strategy and found an advertisement for daily rental houses and apartments at the door of a small supermarket. Finally, I chose a daily rental apartment not far from the provincial government. Although the conditions were a bit simple, it was still clean, and the most important thing was that there was no need for identity registration.
Since she was at home at the moment, I was afraid that sending her a text message would disturb her, so I could only wait patiently for her to contact me after leaving home, and then I would send her a text message to let her know my location.
However, before I received the text message, I unexpectedly received a call from Yu Zhiming: "Director Guan, why didn't you say hello when you arrived in the provincial capital? I can arrange a gathering so that we can have a good time. We haven't seen each other for a long time, and I want to ask you something about Plot 2."
When I heard his voice, I immediately became alert. If it was reasonable that he happened to see the black Santana 2000 in the parking lot last time in Yang Ruining's office at the Affiliated Hospital of the Provincial Medical University, it was reasonable, but this time I didn't give him any chance to see me at all, so it didn't make sense that he knew I had arrived in the provincial capital.
My brain was working at high speed, trying to filter out the channels through which he got the information. I had only told my mother about this trip, and I did not disclose my daily schedule when I went to Liu Yun to pick up the gift. Lin Xun was even more unaware of it. I was sure that he should not know my schedule, and I couldn't help feeling uneasy.
There is another possibility that makes me even more shocked, that is, Yang Ruining may have told Yu Zhiming in person that I came to the provincial capital, and may even have bluntly told him about our relationship. When I thought of this possibility, I couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat.
Just as my thoughts were racing and I was trying to sort it all out, Yu Zhiming interrupted my thinking with an explanation of his own: "Director Guan, when you were on the highway, a person from our company happened to see you driving. He called me and told me, so I judged that you must have arrived in the provincial capital. If it's convenient for you now, let's go out and have a chat."
His explanation seemed to be reasonable and impeccable, but deep down in my heart, I had a strong intuition telling me that he was lying! Although it is often said that "nothing can be written without a book", such reasonable things will not appear repeatedly in this world.
I pretended to be calm and responded: "Mr. Yu, I came to the province this time to handle some official business, and it is really inconvenient for me to go out. Let's wait for another time. If you have the chance to come to my place, I will definitely treat you and we two brothers will have a good drink together."
He agreed readily on the other end of the phone.
After hanging up the phone, I hurried downstairs, got into the car, and began to carefully check every corner of the car, trying to find the car GPS that I thought was there. However, after a careful search, I found nothing.
I was full of doubts, but I still went back to the apartment upstairs. At this time, Yang Ruining sent me a text message: "Where are you?"
I quickly told her my apartment address and room number, and then tried to adjust my mood and put aside all the questions in my mind.
Many years later, when I look back on this period of time, I can't help but feel a lot of emotion in my heart: people are really blinded by lust. Even if they have vaguely sensed that there is a deadly fire pit ahead, facing the temptation, they will still plunge into it recklessly like a moth to a flame.
The moment I opened the door, Yang Ruining came into my arms with a breath of cool air. Then, our lips seemed to be pulled by an invisible force and pressed tightly together, like magnets of opposite poles, until the passion almost suffocated us, and then we slowly separated.
I locked the door gently, and she took off her coat gracefully, revealing a beige sweater underneath, which perfectly outlined her graceful figure. Looking at her curvy curves, my eyes couldn't help but linger on her, and an indescribable throbbing surged in my heart.
She noticed the hormones in my eyes, and with a teasing smile on her lips, she whispered, "What a pervert!"
I smiled and said, "Please don't rush to label me. Although I am lustful, I am also very affectionate."
She sat down leisurely on the bed, her eyes sparkling with curiosity: "Oh? Then where exactly is your deep affection manifested? I'd really like to hear your explanation."
I pondered for a moment and then slowly said, "At first, perhaps I did define our relationship as a superficial lover relationship."
She couldn't help but chuckle when she heard that, and jokingly said, "Then wouldn't it be more appropriate to say that we are friends with benefits?"
I shook my head and said to her sarcastically, "How can you, a doctor of medicine, use such straightforward and slightly vulgar language?"
She smiled slightly, her eyes revealing a bit of wisdom: "In fact, when a person has accumulated a certain amount of knowledge, he will feel that those straightforward and simple words can often more accurately touch the essence of things."
I shrugged helplessly: "I am an undergraduate with limited knowledge. Don't discuss those profound worldviews and epistemologies with me. By the way, what is the problem with the relationship I mentioned earlier?"
She hesitated for a moment, stared into my eyes and asked, "Okay, I think your definition is accurate. So, is our relationship driven by emotion, body, or interests?"
I said without hesitation: "When we are not together, it is emotional ties that drive us; when we are together, it is desire that is at work. As for profit-driven, it seems to have nothing to do with us."
Before she finished speaking, I didn't want to say any more nonsense, and pounced on her like a hungry wolf...
I lay on the bed with a satisfied smile on my face, as if I had just experienced a long and wonderful adventure. Although my body was tired, my mind was extremely full. She held my chin with one hand and gently stroked my face with the other hand, her eyes filled with tenderness and satisfaction after the joy.
I asked softly, "Why did you leave home?"
She blinked and replied playfully, "I said it's an emergency at the hospital and we have to go there right away."
I asked curiously, "Isn't he home?"