Before nightfall, Yang Sisi and I rode Tie Nan's motorcycle toward the hotel where we had arranged to meet Ye Zhi. Actually, this wasn't my first time at this hotel, because Ye Zhi had already hosted Lao Mi at the Hilton Hotel once when Lao Mi came to Dali last time.
This is no coincidence, because the most upscale hotel in Dali represents a formality, so Ye Zhi and Yang Sisi's cousin's motive for inviting them to dinner must also be formal. Perhaps they really did become a couple because they were in love.
Anyway, that's my guess.
At this moment, I inexplicably missed the two bowls of rice noodles we ate by the roadside that night. Unfortunately, just a few days later, it had become an irretrievable memory; because I would hardly ever have the same feeling again to do similar things with her.
We're just a little bit better friends than ordinary friends.
...
I've lost count of how many times I've ridden this beat-up motorcycle with Yang Sisi through the dark night of the ancient city. I can't quite describe the feeling, but as long as she's with me, I'm never lonely again, because she's a woman who loves to talk.
She then said to me, "Michael, I have a feeling that Iron Man's motorcycle will die in your hands one day! Can't you watch where you're riding? Can't we avoid going over potholes? Or do you really enjoy the feeling of us crashing into each other?"
"The ground is full of potholes, where else can I go?"
"You're just trying to take advantage of me."
"Wait until you're fully developed before you offer me any benefits. Otherwise, you'll feel like a washboard when you're with me."
Yang Sisi slapped me twice on the head through my helmet, then said, "Have some shame in civilized society, okay?" After a slight pause, she added, "Ye Zhi has big breasts, but she's willing to ride on your beat-up motorcycle!"
"You know what, she actually did sit in it."
"So you deliberately choose to walk through places with potholes too?"
"If you think I'm taking advantage of you, then get down and walk. Why do you keep dragging Ye Zhi into this?"
"You get all worked up as soon as Ye Zhi is mentioned... haha."
"I fucking want to ride into a ditch and throw you to your death!"
"Go ahead and fall, your breasts will get bigger when they swell up, and then they'll fulfill all your fantasies."
I realized I couldn't have a normal conversation with this girl anymore, so I simply shut up and subconsciously sped up the motorcycle, which made the vibrations in the back even more intense... To be honest, Yang Sisi does have breasts, but I've been unwilling to admit it just so I wouldn't seem like I have a perverted sense of humor.
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About twenty minutes later, Yang Sisi and I finally arrived at the Hilton Hotel next to Canghaiyisu. It was a return visit, but the feelings from the two visits were incomparable, and life is indeed unpredictable. Last time, she was my nominal girlfriend; this time, I had to watch her become someone else's girlfriend.
After shifting our gaze slightly, we noticed that Ye Zhi's G-Class was parked in a very conspicuous spot in the parking lot; she had arrived before us.
I glanced at Yang Sisi next to me. She was in a good mood and kept sending voice messages to her cousin on her phone.
I interrupted her and asked, "What's your cousin's name?"
"Just ask him yourself. He doesn't care what your name is."
"Is it necessary to elevate your cousin to such a high position?"
“I didn’t flatter him, you said it yourself… Strong people disdain to act with weak people. If you ask him, he will definitely tell you everything… He is the kind of person you described, who has already reached a very high level, the kind of person that ordinary people can’t reach.”
Her words were making me feel a bit annoyed, so I kept quiet again, then pulled a crumpled cigarette from the pack and lit it. She then asked me with a smile, "Does your foot hurt a lot?"
"Why do my feet hurt when I'm perfectly healthy?"
"Because you shot yourself in the foot... Haha, let's see if you dare to lecture me again. People like you need to be taught a lesson the same way they treat others."
I really wanted to spit blood in her face. I couldn't swallow this insult, so under the watchful eyes of numerous security guards, I ran around Yang Sisi while shouting, "It doesn't hurt at all, it doesn't fucking hurt at all..."
Yang Sisi covered her face and said, "Uncle, we're all getting on in years, we really can't afford to lose face like this... Stop it already, it's one thing for me to humiliate you, but why do you have to humiliate yourself too? I've never seen anyone like you who likes to throw caution to the wind!"
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I argued with Yang Sisi at the hotel entrance for quite a while before we finally went inside together. I don't know if it was a coincidence or Ye Zhi's doing, but the room we were having dinner in this time was the same one where she entertained Lao Mi last time.
Time truly proves many things. Last time I had dinner, I thought of the phrase "things have changed, but people are no longer the same," and this time it really is true.
Old Mi has been gone for some time now, and I met Yang Sisi's cousin for the first time in my life. He's a man who is outstanding just by looking at him, without even needing to speak. Although he's only about my age, his demeanor is something that comes from years of experience in the business world. No wonder Yang Sisi places him in such a high position; we really have no comparison.
Before I could even speak, Ye Zhi, who usually doesn't like to take the initiative, asked me, "What were you doing down there just now? Running around Sisi like that."
I felt incredibly embarrassed, not expecting them to see my embarrassing state through the window. Luckily, I reacted quickly and replied, "Have you ever seen a shaman perform? I've been haunted by a ghost lately, and I'm surrounded by yin energy!"
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