Forbidden Fruit (Part Two)

Forbidden Fruit,

Chapter 3: My Cousin's Wife
"Good morning, passengers. Your train, number XXXX, is arriving at Beijing Station. Passengers who need to disembark, please prepare accordingly."
My pre-set alarm clock didn't wake me from my nap. Luckily, the train's announcement woke me up. I quickly packed my things, went to the restroom, and washed my face briefly. Because I hadn't thought things through, I forgot my toothbrush and toothpaste, so I chewed some gum. Meeting my cousin's wife soon made me nervous. The train finally arrived. I dragged my luggage out, and just as I reached the exit, my phone rang. Without even checking the caller ID, I answered.
"Is this Aji?" A clear, pleasant female voice asked.
Me: "Yes, and who is this?" I guessed it was my cousin's wife, because the beautiful voice matched her beauty perfectly, even though I'd never spoken to her before.
My cousin's wife: "This is your cousin's wife. Your cousin had a meeting this morning and asked me to pick you up. He'll be busy all day and won't be back until tonight."
Me: "Then thank you so much, cousin's wife. I just arrived at the station and am almost at the exit. Where are you now?"
My cousin's wife: "That's a coincidence! I just arrived too. I was worried I'd be late. I parked my car in the waiting area next to the train station, and I'm right in front of the KFC on the east side of the exit."
Me: "Okay, then where are you? I'll come find you."
After hanging up, my heart was pounding. It felt like the person picking me up wasn't my cousin's wife, but an online friend I was meeting for the first time. I dragged my luggage out of the train station. This was my second time in Beijing. The last time I came alone for my university entrance exam and medical check-up. The pace of life in Beijing is so much faster than in Huai'an. Everywhere you look, there are people rushing around. The entrance and exit are always packed with people. A metropolis is a metropolis. I walked towards the KFC on the east side of the train station exit. Soon, I would see my cousin's wife, who is about my age.
I reached the KFC entrance but didn't see anyone. Just as I was hesitating whether to call her again, I saw the KFC door being pushed open. Then I saw a woman in a black suit holding a cup of hot coffee and an Old Beijing chicken roll, smiling at me. Cousin's
wife: Aji, right? You seem to have grown taller again.
Me: Cousin's wife, do you remember me?
Cousin's wife: Yes, I remember. I even took out the photos and videos from my wedding yesterday to watch. You're not in the photo with me, are you? Your cousin said you're the most educated and cultured youngest brother in the family.
I scratched my head awkwardly: "No, it's just that I think people like my cousin are more capable in this society. Scholars are useless."
My cousin's wife: "Who said that? I think scholars are the best. Are you hungry? Let's grab something to eat first, then I'll take you out for something delicious."
My cousin's wife handed me the coffee and the Old Beijing chicken roll, took my suitcase, and led me to the waiting area next to the train station. The sun was just rising, and as she walked in front of me, the sunlight shone on her long, smooth, black hair, making it sparkle. A faint fragrance wafted in the breeze; I couldn't tell if it was my cousin's wife's perfume or the shampoo she used, but it was incredibly pleasant. She looked very capable today. Underneath her top, she wore a tight-fitting black strapless camisole (the kind that covers the upper body completely), topped with a very stylish black blazer-like vest, paired with tight-fitting black casual pants. However, she was wearing white Nike running shoes. Later, I asked her and found out that she had left her black high heels in the trunk; she prefers to wear running shoes when driving—comfortable and safe. What attracted me most was the circular necklace my cousin-in-law wore. The chain was very thin, the hoops were not thick, and the entire circle was studded with small diamonds, making her look particularly elegant. My cousin-in-law is still so beautiful, seemingly getting younger with age, perhaps because I saw her wearing a wedding dress when we first met.
When we arrived at the reception area, I wolfed down my food and drinks, then stuffed my luggage into my cousin-in-law's black Mercedes. Suddenly, she handed me the car keys, saying she was a little tired and wanted me to drive, which made me feel awkward again. I told her that although I have a driver's license, I haven't driven a car since I got it, afraid of breaking my Mercedes. My cousin's wife laughed so hard she almost fell over, saying she was just teasing me. She said she doesn't know anyone in Beijing and doesn't trust me to drive. I didn't expect her to be such a playful person.
She told me to sit in the back seat; she had a lot of things on the front passenger seat and it wasn't comfortable. Actually, I wanted to sit in the front passenger seat, but I don't know why I suddenly wanted to be closer to her. Was it because of her perfume or shampoo?

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