Extra Nan Luo: 11. My more real side
After a day and night of rolling in bed, Luo Hao seemed tireless, but Yu Jinnan waved him off. She dragged him out for a stroll, but he yawned profusely, as if in withdrawal. "Does shopping with me torture you so much?" Yu Jinnan asked. "No, how could that be!" Luo Hao immediately perked up, forcing back the tears that threatened to overflow. Jinnan found him amusing and hooked her arm, which perked him up instantly; after all, she hadn't let him hold her hand when they'd just left the hotel. Arm in arm, they strolled through the snow-covered streets of Melbourne, like a young couple on their honeymoon. As if hallucinating, the wedding march truly rang in their ears. They stopped together and saw a pristine white church before them. They were only at the back of the church, and it seemed a wedding was taking place in the front hall. Luo Hao suddenly took a few quick steps forward, placed his phone on a flat surface of the fence, and then quickly ran back to her, nearly slipping. "What are you doing?" Yu Jinnan had just asked when his lips were covered by his. He did not move, but just kept this posture stiffly for a few seconds. Then he ran to his phone like a flying white goose, looking back at the photos he had just taken. Yu Jinnan thought he was really childish and crazy, and laughed and said "huh". "Well, the photos are really beautiful! Take another one without kissing." Luo Hao ran a few times in the same way, and then put the phone back into his pocket with satisfaction. "This is the first time we go out shopping hand in hand, and we can use the church where others got married as the background. It's a good omen. We have to keep a souvenir." They continued to walk forward, and the coldness of the snow and ice also became a breathtaking beauty. Passing by a temple, Luo Hao couldn't help but exclaim, "There really is a temple here! I have to go fulfill my vow!" He grabbed her hand and led her inside. Puzzled, Jin Nan asked, "This is the Tianhou Temple, dedicated to Mazu. Do you believe in that?" Luo Hao searched for a suitable deity to worship, patiently explaining to Jin Nan the prayer he'd made the night he first arrived. "So, I have to go fulfill my vow. Whichever deity blessed me with meeting you, I have to express my sincere gratitude and ask them to continue blessing us in the future." Although the Tianhou Temple was a Taoist temple, its decor seemed unpretentious. It also housed a Buddhist hall, housing statues of the Queen Mother of Heaven, Guanyin Bodhisattva, the God of Wealth, Guan Yu, Tathagata Buddha, and many other deities, catering to the diverse religious needs of believers. This was exactly what Luo Hao wanted; he longed for all the deities under heaven to reunite and bless his little love. He kowtowed three times and bowed nine times in earnest, muttering to himself. Jinnan meets...
After a day and night of sex, Luo Hao seemed tireless, but Yu Jinnan waved him off. She dragged him out for a walk, and he yawned non-stop, as if he were experiencing withdrawal symptoms.
"Is it so painful for you to accompany me shopping?" Yu Jinnan asked.
"No, how could that be!" Luo Hao immediately woke up and forced back the tears that were about to flow out.
Jin Nan found him so funny that she hooked his arm, and he immediately perked up. After all, she had refused to let him hold her hand when they just came out of the hotel.
Arm in arm, they strolled through the snow-covered streets of Melbourne, like a young couple on their honeymoon. As if hallucinating, the wedding march truly rang in their ears. They stopped together and saw a pristine white church before them. They were only at the back of the church, and it seemed a wedding was taking place in the front hall.
Luo Hao suddenly took a few quick steps forward, placed his phone on a flat surface of the fence, and then ran back to her quickly, almost slipping.
"What are you doing?" Yu Jinnan had just asked when his lips were captured by his. He didn't move, just remained stiffly in that position for a few seconds. Then, like a swan, he ran to his phone, looking back at the photos he had just taken.
Yu Jinnan thought he was really childish and crazy, and said "huh" with a smile.
"Hmm, that's a great photo! Let's take another one without the kisses." Luo Hao repeated the process a few more times before shoving his phone back into his pocket with satisfaction. "This is the first time we've been out shopping hand in hand, with someone else's wedding church in the background. It's a great omen, we need to keep it as a souvenir."
They continued to walk forward, and the coldness of the ice and snow became a breathtaking beauty.
Passing by a temple, Luo Hao couldn't help but exclaim: "There really is a temple here! I have to go and fulfill my vow!"
He pulled her hand and walked towards the temple. Jin Nan asked in confusion, "This is the Tianhou Temple, dedicated to Mazu. Do you believe in this?"
Luo Hao searched around for a suitable deity to worship, and patiently told Jin Nan the prayer he had made the night he first arrived. "So, I have to go and fulfill my vow. No matter which deity blessed me to meet you successfully, I have to express my sincerity and ask them to continue to bless us in the future."
Although the Tianhou Temple is a Taoist temple, it seems to be unpretentious. It also has a Buddhist hall inside, enshrining statues of the Queen Mother of Heaven, Guanyin Bodhisattva, the God of Wealth, Guan Yu, Tathagata Buddha, and many other deities to meet the religious needs of different believers. This is exactly what Luo Hao wants. He hopes that all the gods in the world will come to reunite and cast spells to bless his little love.
Luo Hao kowtowed three times and bowed nine times in the Buddhist temple quite seriously, muttering something.
Jin Nan was heartbroken to see him like this. Luo Hao, kneeling before the Buddha, was extremely humble, and their love seemed to be unequal from the very beginning, and was destined to become unbalanced.
On the way back, Luo Hao saw that Jin Nan was not in high spirits and thought she was tired, so he prepared to take a taxi back. But she stopped his hand and said, "Come with me to the boutique to buy something."
She dragged him into several luxury brand clothing stores, but she didn't pick out anything. Instead, she tried one suit after another on him. Finally, she picked out three and asked him to try them on one by one.
"I don't need such an expensive suit. Let's buy it after I graduate." He didn't know why Jin Nan asked her to try these. He didn't need them and couldn't afford them now.
"I'm going to attend a dinner party tomorrow night. Can you change into a suitable suit and accompany me as my male companion?" Although it was just a question, it was an order that he would not refuse.
He obediently tried on the clothes and showed them to her one by one. She was satisfied, like a reserved old lady. When he finally came out, he found that she had already paid, which made him feel a little awkward. The winter clothes he was wearing were bought in the hotel shop. He insisted on paying because he didn't want to spend her money at the beginning of their relationship. He was afraid that anything would affect their long-term relationship.
But when he thought about their relationship being officially announced and him getting into her circle, he felt happy again, thinking that those material possessions were nothing, and everything he had would be hers in the future.
But when he arrived at the scene, everything was completely different from what he expected.
Yu Jinnan spent only a brief moment with her upon entering the venue, then wandered among the various guests—some women, of course, but mostly men. Her burgundy, tight-fitting dress accentuated her impressive curves, the curve of her succulent breasts faintly visible between them, like a veiled shadow cast by moonlight. Various lusty men unrestrainedly admired her, praised her, and even kissed her. She interacted with everyone with unfettered openness and without shyness, displaying an endless array of graceful grace.
She sometimes spoke French, sometimes English, and when she met Chinese Hong Kong businessmen, she would use Cantonese. Most of the words she spoke were flirtatious. Even though he didn't understand some of the language, he could guess a little from the tone.
He was in this glamorous cocktail party, the air around him suffocating. He went to the terrace alone to get some fresh air. Clad only in a thin suit, suddenly out in the icy snow, his body and heart instantly chilled. He had just landed in this city that day, dressed so lightly. Though freezing, his heart remained warm, and even his fervent anticipation seemed to be steaming in the air.
But at this moment, he looked down at the night scene of Melbourne with floating shadows, feeling that those rainbow lights were just emotionless machines, and he actually realized the desolation of the deserted city.
The door behind him was slammed open, and a man and a woman stumbled out side by side, both holding each other's waists.
Luo Hao instinctively glanced back, meeting Yu Jinnan's gaze. She seemed startled, but in a split second, her charming smile returned. She completely ignored him, leaning against the terrace wall with another tall, blond man. Her posture was a little shaky, but he had been staring at her. She hadn't drunk much, so the drunkenness she was probably feigning was a real feign. She was indeed very good at it.
He had no choice but to turn his head and continue looking into the distance, but the charming scene of a man and a woman flirting in his peripheral vision kept spinning in the corner of his eyes. They were speaking English, a language he really hoped he would never understand.
The golden retriever kept pestering her, asking her to go back to the hotel with him, but she always skillfully refused, even making a playful joke, saying, "That's a different price." Someone else pushed open the terrace door and called out the golden retriever's name. The person finally confirmed with Yu Jinnan, but was still politely rejected. He had no choice but to kiss her snow-white neck again and again before reluctantly leaving.
The moment the door to the cocktail party closed again, it seemed to absorb all the sounds from the terrace, plunging the gray brick and gray tile terrace into even thicker darkness.
Yu Jinnan's bare arms were nonchalantly placed on the rough concrete fence. The biting wind blew her long hair, but she did not shiver.
"You should go in quickly. It's too cold outside." Luo Hao said in a low voice without looking at her.
Yu Jinnan played with the slender champagne glass in her hand, a smile playing on the corner of her mouth, then disappeared immediately. "This is another side of me, the more real side. To put it nicely, I'm an independent artist, but in reality, I'm just a painter who relies on my looks to sell paintings. We only met a few times in Hong Kong, and you don't know the real me at all, so don't let yourself get caught up in anything. It's unnecessary."
Luo Hao smiled coldly and said, "It's such a simple thing, but you keep repeating it and even go to such great lengths to show it to me. It's really unnecessary."
Luo Hao turned and left, not only leaving her side, leaving the terrace, but even leaving this dirty party.
After he left, she felt the piercing cold. She hugged her own cool shoulders, feeling exhausted. A piece of ice suddenly fell on the tip of her nose. She looked up and saw that it had started snowing again.
She couldn't hold out much longer, and ultimately returned to the hotel alone. She took a deep breath before opening the door, but the room was eerily quiet. She ran into the bathroom and found his toiletry bag gone. She searched the closet, but his suitcase was gone, too.
Only the newly bought suit was hung up, with a piece of paper next to it that said: I haven't taken off the tag of this suit, you can return it.
Yu Jinnan suddenly felt an urge to do something horrible. She picked up the phone and called, but the call was hung up after only two rings. She paced the room furiously, suppressing her anger and dialing twice before finally getting through.
"Why did you hang up on me!" she yelled.
After a long time, she heard his sickly voice say, "Because I don't want to talk to you."
"Then why did you answer it now?" she asked him as if she was lecturing a child.
"Because I'm afraid something really happened to you, what if you're in danger and ask me for help?" His voice sounded pitiful.
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