Living with a stunningly beautiful woman

Chapter
1: I'm Pregnant with Your Child
It was a rainy evening, a cold wind whipping up fallen leaves and ravaging the city. Le Yao and I stood under an umbrella at
the entrance of the Municipal Women and Children's Hospital. Amidst the surging crowd, she looked at me, her face pale.
"Zhao Yang, I'm pregnant."
I was stunned for a moment, then glared at her and said, "Go find the person who got you pregnant
! Why did you call me to come out?"
"I've only slept with one man this past year, who else would I go to?"
"If I said I've only slept with one woman this past year, would you believe me?"
"Zhao Yang, are you even a man?"
"We're all just out having fun. Don't try to pin this on me. If you want me to take responsibility, give me something
concrete. Don't play games with empty promises. Who the hell wants to be a father without any proof?"
Le Yao was silent for a while before saying to me, "The child is already aborted, so what proof do I have?"
I was a little angry: "Do you think I'm some kind of sucker? You aborted the child, and then..." I
raised my hand, then said, feeling speechless, "And then you tell me the child is Zhao Yang's? Are you pretending to be naive, or
am I really stupid?... Le Yao, we're both adults. Can't we do something decent?"
Le Yao bit her lip and looked at me, then said after a long while, "You don't want to take responsibility, right? Tomorrow I'll go to your company
..."
"Damn it... Are you serious?!" I said angrily.
Le Yao bit her lip tightly as she looked at me, but I thought she was a good actress. I met her at a bar,
and we had a one-night stand. A woman who frequents bars said she'd only slept with one man in a year.
If I believed her, I'd be a fool.
I didn't want to argue with her anymore, so I took out my wallet, pulled out all the hundred-yuan bills inside, and handed them to her:
"You just want money, right? Take it, and don't bother me again!"
Le Yao didn't say anything or argue with me anymore. She nodded, turned around, and walked into the hospital with her umbrella, as if
she still owed some fees...
Watching her lonely figure in the rain, I suddenly felt an indescribable emotion. Although I didn't believe
the child in her belly was mine, and although I hated her, I also felt that she must be having a hard time right now,
otherwise she wouldn't be trying to extort me like this.
I was silent for a while before finally calling out to her: "Wait..."
Le Yao turned around and looked at me.
I pulled a bank card from my wallet and handed it to her: "This card has some overdraft money. You just had surgery,
buy yourself something to help you recover."
Le Yao didn't take it: "...No need. Seeing that you're willing to take responsibility is my goal. I contacted you because
I don't want to be slept with and then get pregnant without knowing why!"
...
In the bar, I drank alone, waiting for Fang Yuan, my only close friend and colleague in this city.
From the first day I came to this bar, I'd seen too many lonely women and empty men drinking
all sorts of alcohol, some silent, some with desire in their eyes, searching for something called "living in a drunken stupor
. "
In fact, when we abandon our daytime selves and let our souls lose themselves in this dazzling world, we've already
lived in a drunken stupor.
I forget which night it started, but I made this place my home. I love
the women swaying their hips, the flickering lights, the various colors of alcohol,
the scent of perfume mixed with tobacco, the hedonistic lifestyle here, and how, in that hedonism, I can carve my messy past into a tombstone.
I light a cigarette, peel off the film from the pack, and hold it to my eyes, watching the flickering light. My body
sways along with it. In the light refracted by the film, I seem to see a kind of decadent, complacent existence! I'm somewhat lost
in thought!
...
Fang Yuan removes the film from my hand, and my world suddenly becomes clear again.
"What's the rush?" Fang Yuan puts down his briefcase, takes a cigarette from my pack,
and lights it.
"Lend me some money, I got scammed!"
"You got another girl pregnant?" Fang Yuan says, unsurprised.
"Damn it again! I really got scammed this time..."
"Who scammed you this time?"
"Why are you asking so many questions?"
"I lend you thousands every time, you should at least let me know who the hell is scamming my money,
right?"
"Le Yao." I said, still furious, as I lit a cigarette.
"That model?"
"Of course it's her. This industry is a mess. She said she only slept with one man in a year. Do you believe that? Fang Yuan,
if this happened to you, would you believe it?" I pounded my fingers on the table with a loud "clatter" because I was so agitated.
"This kind of thing could never happen to me. Besides, she wouldn't swindle you out of a few thousand yuan, would she? Last
month, she photographed all the promotional posters for our department store, and she got over ten thousand yuan for it..."
I interrupted Fang Yuan with a sneer, "Don't you see what kind of spending she usually has? Can
she even afford ten thousand yuan for a month? Now that she's had an affair with someone else and doesn't have the money to clean up the mess, she's thinking of me, her cheap sex
partner... I'm such a bastard. I shouldn't have introduced her to our company in the first place. She made a lot of money, and now she
's swindling me. Does she have any conscience at all?"
Fang Yuan ignored my anger and asked me in a low voice, "When you slept with her..." "That thing?"
I racked my brains for a while, only remembering that I was almost blacked out from drinking. I couldn't remember if I had used a condom or not. After a long pause, I said
, "Yes... otherwise I could say I got scammed!"
Fang Yuan looked at me suspiciously, and after a long while, he sighed and said to me, "Zhaoyang, we've been friends for almost ten years
. Sometimes I really want to advise you. I know that Jian Wei breaking up with you was a big blow to you, but two years have passed
. You really don't need to degrade yourself like this... Youth waits for no one. Find a girlfriend and settle down, okay?"
When Jian Wei's name was mentioned again, I subconsciously paused for a moment before saying, "Don't worry about it. I'm doing fine
, buddy!"
"You're not short of troubles, are you?"
...
Fang Yuan spent ages trying to comfort me, and I impatiently responded, finally leaving
with the disgruntled remark, "You're hopeless." He forgot all about the money I'd asked him for.
Luckily, having frequented bars for two years and often bringing friends, I was fairly familiar with the bar owner,
so the drinks were temporarily on my tab.
Walking out of the bar, umbrella in hand, through the rain-soaked streets, I truly understood what it meant to be utterly alone
. Two years of struggling in this city had yielded only endless emptiness and loneliness. To escape this poisonous
emptiness and loneliness, I had to wear a mask to conceal my shame. With this mask, I
could live a life of self-destructive indulgence with a clear conscience.
But no matter how much I struggled on the edge of despair, she would never come back!
...
Alone, feeling lost and dejected, I walked several stops before finally returning to my apartment complex. It was an old, run-down
place, so old that it didn't even have a property management company. During my first year there, the older women in the complex told me that it was built in
the early 1990s. Over the long years, every building looked dilapidated,
yet they stood side-by-side, as if afraid of being alone. It was as if each building had a life of its own, making me feel
that in the quiet of the night, they might whisper secrets, dispelling decades of loneliness.
With a cigarette dangling from my lips, I took my keys from my pocket and walked towards my building. It was the only
building in the complex with ivy climbing on it. Every summer, the south-facing walls would be lush and green. If these buildings had genders
, then this building would undoubtedly be a woman—a cold, indifferent woman.
It often made me feel sorry for her!
…
To my surprise, a red Audi Q7 was parked downstairs in this dilapidated building. In my memory, during
the two years I'd lived here, I'd never seen a car worth over 500,000 yuan in this neighborhood.
Without thinking much of it, I whistled as I walked down the stairs to my apartment. Reaching the top floor, I was shocked
to find the door ajar. I remembered locking it when I left. My first thought was that
a thief had broken in, but then I realized I hadn't paid my landlord, Old Li, for two months. He was probably here to
collect the rent.
Pushing open the door, I saw Old Li and a strange woman sitting on the sofa. A set of Audi Q7
keys lay on the coffee table; undoubtedly, the Q7 parked downstairs belonged to this young woman.
A question immediately flashed through my mind: What kind of magic does this street-smart old man possess? How could he bring such
a noble, unapproachable woman, like a white lily, into this humble apartment? It was truly
baffling! ...
Chapter 2: The Woman with the QQ Number
I looked at the woman again. She sat upright, her slightly wavy long hair falling to her shoulders, her skin fair, her figure slender, and her
upturned lips exuding a confident sharpness. In short, she was an absolute beauty. The first time I saw her
, I felt as if nothing in this world was unforgivable!
Old Li beckoned to me: "Zhaoyang, come over here, I need to talk to you about something." "
It's about the rent. I'll pay it next month when I get my salary, okay?" I
said with a forced smile, after all, I'd been behind on Old Li's rent for so long.
"It's about the house... uh... this house has already been bought by this girl."
"You sold this house?! What idiot would buy this dilapidated
house that can't even withstand a couple of earthquakes?!" I exclaimed, looking at the woman. Facing the crisis of homelessness, I couldn't care less about her elegance
and beauty; I was angry first!
Old Li looked awkwardly at the woman with her brows furrowed, and after a long while said to me, "You can move out tonight.
I won't ask for the rent from the past few months!"
"Old Li, why do you act more and more like a grandson as you get older?... Even if you want to sell the house, you should at least
tell me in advance. Where am I supposed to find a new house in this rainy weather?"
"Just find a hotel to stay in first," Old Li said, completely disregarding my feelings.
"You don't even own the property anymore, don't talk to me!" I snapped at Lao Li, then turned to the unfamiliar woman
and said, "The house is yours now, can I continue renting from you?"
The woman shook her head: "I bought it to live in myself, I have no intention of renting it out."
I immediately lost my composure: "Girl, are you alright? You drive a luxury car worth millions, and you come to live in this run
-down house!...Are you deliberately trying to make things difficult for me?"
The woman ignored my anger and said calmly, "I'll give you one hour to move out..."
Before she could finish, I interrupted, "No...Have you ever seen someone ask you to move
out without giving me any advance notice?" After saying that, I sat down next to the woman on the sofa, and the woman instinctively moved to the other side.
I lit a cigarette, glanced around the dilapidated house, and a sense of loss welled up inside me. Two years ago, I came to Suzhou
and had been living here ever since. In this house, I spent the most difficult period of my life.
Here, I've confided in the living room clock, and poured out my heart to the old floor lamp in the bedroom all night long.
Every object here feels like a close friend who's shared my hardships! Leaving here would mean losing
my reason for living.
The smoke billowing from my mouth annoyed the woman, who stood up from the sofa and walked to the other side.
I felt increasingly unlucky, as if all the bad things had conspired to happen to me today, to make me
miserable.
After a moment, Old Li said to us, who were still in a stalemate, "I have some things to take care of at home. You
two can discuss the house matter slowly..." Without waiting for a response, as if he had thrown away a hot potato, he slipped away
like a greased grease trapper, grabbed his bag, and headed for the door.
Only the woman and I remained in the house.
...
Outside the window, the wind and cold rain began to rage again. This terrible weather made me even less willing to move
out. I decided to sit and wait it out with this woman; after all, all I had was time.
I struck up a conversation with her: "Miss, may I ask your name?"
She replied without a smile, "Does it matter?"
"Of course it's important! I need to know which 'god' left me homeless on this cold, rainy night!"
Ignoring the sarcasm in my words, she coldly replied, "You only have 40 minutes left
. If you don't move out in 40 minutes, I'll call the police."
Just as I was about to explode, the phone rang. I frowned at the woman before taking my phone out of my pocket.
The number was Le Yao calling—another woman who annoyed me.
I answered impatiently, "What is it now? Didn't I give you the money?"
Le Yao paused for a moment before saying, "Zhaoyang, tomorrow's the weekend…could you come with me to the hospital for
a checkup…?"
"Is the baby in your belly mine? Can't you ask a friend to go with you? Do you think I'm free?" I
fired off like a machine gun, trying to intimidate her into abandoning this unrealistic idea.
"In this city, you're my only friend."
"Le Yao, you've got it wrong. We're friends, not friends... Do you even know what friends mean?"
Le Yao ignored me and whispered, "I'm really scared being alone!... If you don't come, I'll just
fend for myself! I'm not going for the checkup!"
I said patiently, "You went alone today, you'll know the way better tomorrow."
"I only realized how terrifying it was because I was alone yesterday!"
Le Yao's relentless nagging drove me crazy, and I habitually swore. "Fuck you!..."
"Fuck me! You're the one who conceived this child. I should have given birth to the child, raised him to
adulthood, and told him: his father is a beast!"
The phone then went dead. "
…
This shit!" I lit a cigarette, slapped my forehead repeatedly. Two years had passed, and I'd
never encountered a casual sex partner as troublesome as Le Yao. Even though she swore it was
mine, I could swore it was too! She said I was her only friend in this city, which made me even more convinced she was trying to scam me
. Just last week, I saw a photo on Weibo of her partying wildly with a bunch of people at a bar.
"Scumbag!"
I looked up and realized the woman had been staring at me with extreme disgust. It was just the two of us in the room, so
it was undoubtedly her who was cursing me.
"Did you hear my phone call?" I asked coldly, not caring that she called me scumbag, because
I couldn't even tell if I was a scumbag myself.
"You have 30 minutes left." The woman's tone was even colder than before.
What a troublesome, cold, rainy night. After giving all my cash to Le Yao today, I was penniless.
Where could I go now? The world is vast, yet there's nowhere for me, Zhaoyang, to stay.
After a moment of silence, I said to the woman, "Miss, look at how wind and rain are outside, and it's quite late now. We
definitely can't move tonight!"
The woman looked out the window, finally leaving some room for negotiation, and asked, "When will you move?"
"Tomorrow."
"What time?"
"Before one o'clock in the afternoon." I changed to a gentler tone, because I would need her help later.
She nodded: "You can go now, but remember to move your things on time tomorrow."
I sat motionless, and after a while, I leaned towards her, deliberately fidgeting, and said, "Miss
... could you lend me some money?"
She seemed a little surprised, but resolutely said, "I have no obligation to lend you money."
"You won't lend me any, huh? Then don't expect me to leave tonight. I'm penniless, I can't possibly sleep under a bridge!"
I said, leaning back on the sofa. Then I added, "Don't even think about calling the police. This
whole thing was your and Old Li's fault for being dishonest. Tell me, shouldn't you have at least notified me beforehand,
so I could prepare?"
She looked at me like I was a plague, confirming her eagerness to get rid of me, but unexpectedly
said, "I don't have any cash."
I stared at her wide-eyed. "No cash"—that was a sophisticated, high-class statement. Wealthy people these days
don't carry much cash in their wallets. With spending tens of thousands, the small amount they can hold
is clearly insufficient.
"Girl, it's fate! I don't like carrying cash in my wallet either!" I shamelessly told the
truth; I rarely carried cash in my wallet.
She ignored me.
I said again, "How about this, you lend me your card, I'll swipe a thousand, and
I'll return it to you when I move tomorrow. Or there's an ATM about 200 meters downstairs, you can come with me if you're worried...
"
She interrupted me by pulling a bank card from her wallet: "The PIN is six zeros. Get
everything done by 1 PM tomorrow."
I took the card and said, "No problem!" Actually, I wasn't surprised she handed me the card so readily. 　　Old Li knew
my phone number, workplace, and connections perfectly well, or maybe there wasn't much balance on the card. 　　... 　　She sat quietly on the sofa, and I looked her over again. Honestly, in my twenty-odd years of life, I'd never 　　seen such a beautiful woman. She seemed to possess a unique charm that other women didn't have. But unfortunately 　　, we didn't seem to click! 　　As I was leaving, I said, half-teasingly, half-seriously, "Miss, how about living with me? I 　　can cook and give massages. After a long day at work, I can give you a full service when you get home, I guarantee you'll be 　　comfortable..." 　　"Get lost!" she finally snapped, and a cushion flew towards me with pinpoint accuracy. 　　Chapter 3: I Only Love You 　　Holding an umbrella, I sadly left the small apartment I'd lived in for two years. In truth, I wasn't feeling well at all. 　　My request to live with that woman wasn't a joke or to take advantage of her. At that moment, I felt like a 　　homeless child, stripped of warmth, and no one knew I was about to cry.

But one must learn to respect reality, mustn't one? When Old Li sold the house, my departure was
inevitable.
I found an ATM nearby and, as agreed, withdrew 1000 yuan from my card. While I was at it, I
checked my account information and learned that the excessively beautiful woman was named Mi Cai.
I liked her name; "Mi" represents sustenance, and "Cai" represents vibrancy. A life with both "Mi" and "Cai" is undoubtedly
blissful, but I have neither. My life now consists only of hunger and darkness, so Mi Cai's appearance
felt more like an irony! An irony of my destitution and dead end!
...
At the corner of the long street, there was a hotel. I stayed there, and after a night of relentless wind and rain, I
finally drifted off to sleep in the morning, waking up close to noon.
I checked my phone and found over a dozen missed calls, all from Le Yao. She's incredibly persistent
. Seeing I didn't answer, she sent me a message saying, "I should have given birth to this baby
and then used this so-called 'my child' to punish me for the rest of my life."
I found it a bit ridiculous. She's not afraid of being an unmarried single mother, so why should I be afraid of being a
father in name only? Clearly, her complaints didn't bother me at all…
After a quick wash, I rushed to the hospital. Perhaps it was out of a sliver of
kindness, or maybe it was sympathy between us online friends. I couldn't really say. Often
, people don't really understand themselves.
Arriving at the maternity hospital, I got out of the taxi and saw Le Yao waiting at the entrance with an umbrella.
She spotted me immediately, and her previously insecure expression finally softened. She walked towards me.
I was furious, but remembering how she had once lay on the operating table facing a cold scalpel here, I
held back my anger.
Le Yao, her face grave, took my arm and glanced at her stomach, looking as if she deeply loved me,
yet I showed her no pity.
I pulled away, finally annoyed: "You son of a bitch!... Tell me honestly, who got you pregnant?"
"You, Zhao Yang!"
"Do you believe I'll strangle you?" I glared at Le Yao.
"Beast, go ahead and strangle me. If I had yesterday, both of us would have died, and today you'd be on the front page of the news, the whole country
would know about this beast!" Le Yao said, squinting at me, but pressing her body even closer to mine.
"Are you fucking done yet? I slept with you two months ago. How long have you been pregnant?
Show me the X-rays."
Le Yao ignored my questioning, but her tone suddenly softened, filled with deep regret as she tightly gripped my arm
and said, "Zhao Yang, if you hadn't had the surgery yesterday and had this child, and he called you 'Dad,' how happy you would have been
!"
I suppressed my anger and pushed her aside, saying, "Stop playing around, okay?... Go get your checkup done
right now. Once you walk out of this hospital, consider me dead and never bother me again!"
Le Yao lowered her head and after a long while said to me, "Don't talk about dying or anything. I promise I won't bother you anymore!"
...
After Le Yao finished her checkup, she was getting an IV drip in the ward. I sat beside her like a family member, but
I didn't want to say a word. I felt a bit stifled inside.
The doctor pulled me outside the ward and said, "Young man, your girlfriend is very weak and has
mild anemia. Post-abortion care is crucial; otherwise, she might develop health problems later.
I'll prescribe some medication and supplements for you; go to the pharmacy on the second floor to get them."
I nodded without thinking much of it, figuring the 1000 yuan I'd swiped with my MiCai bank card yesterday should be enough for
the medication.
Holding the doctor's prescription, I went to the second floor. It took a full five minutes for the staff to
hand me a huge bag full of medicine and health supplements, then they tossed out a "That'll be 3016 yuan in total. Will you be paying by card or cash?"
I was stunned, then immediately yelled, "What kind of magic pills cost over 3000 yuan? Do they think I have
too much money and are trying to rip me off?!"
The staff, unfazed, looked at the man who had just bought medicine at the next window and said to me, "See?
That guy just bought 8000 yuan worth of health supplements and medicine. If you don't have money, don't get your girlfriend pregnant!"
"So happy being a sucker, you idiot!" I cursed at the man's retreating back. Then, remembering Le Yao's
weak and helpless appearance after her abortion, I suppressed my anger and took out Mi Cai's bank card from my wallet, saying, "Give me a
discount, or just round down the 16 yuan."
The staff member snatched the card from my hand, rolled their eyes at me, and said, "That's surprising, have you ever seen
a hospital that offers discounts?"
Carrying the medicine I bought from the pharmacy, my heart was bleeding. Being a casual sex partner was really expensive!
...
I helped the weak Le Yao, who had finished her IV drip, out of the hospital. The rain was still drizzling,
and the air was heavy and oppressive because of the incessant rain.
Le Yao snuggled up to me for a moment, then suddenly asked me unexpectedly, "Zhao Yang, a film crew invited
me to Hengdian to film next month. What do you think, should I go?"
"Is it reliable?" I asked gently, not wanting to upset her, but actually
having no interest in where she was filming.
"I've already had a makeup test, and the director and producer were very satisfied, thinking I'm quite suitable for the role."
"Sure, you print models are all desperate to get into the entertainment industry, right? If it's an opportunity,
you should seize it... By the way, these are post-operative recovery supplements prescribed by the doctor. Take them home and take them on time.
I'll text you later to tell you how to take them." I said, handing her the plastic bag I was carrying.
Le Yao didn't take the plastic bag I handed her, but stared at me for a long time before saying softly, "Being a print model
is just a temporary transition. Actually, I graduated from the Acting Department of the Shanghai Theatre Academy."
"Damn! No wonder you were so convincing when you tried to scam me. You're a professional. I was really blind to your talent
, not recognizing a top student like you from the Shanghai Theatre Academy!" I exclaimed, half sarcastically and half teasingly.
Le Yao completely ignored my jeers and stared at me, asking, "Zhaoyang, do you think I'm pretty?"
"If you weren't pretty, would I have slept with you?" I retorted, staring at Le Yao. She was indeed a beauty,
the kind of down-to-earth beauty—bright eyes, red lips and white teeth, with a touch of sexiness and allure.
Le Yao nodded: "Zhaoyang, forget Jian Wei. When I become a female star, I'll only love you!
..." She then took the plastic bag from my hand and left like the wind.
...
I came to my senses after a while. A cold wind blew by, and I suddenly remembered that I had agreed with Mi Cai to move before 1:00 PM.
It was already 1:30 PM, so I immediately hailed a taxi and headed towards my old place. On the way, I remembered that I
had just used Mi Cai's bank card to buy 3016 yuan worth of health products and medicine. I had told her I would only spend 1000 yuan,
so now I owed 4016 yuan. How was I going to pay it back?
Thinking of Mi Cai's unsmiling yet excessively beautiful face, I was bewildered!
Chapter 4: A Weekend Cursed by Evil
It was almost 2 PM when I got back to my old place. After paying the fare, I headed towards my building. I
wasn't in a hurry; it was the weekend anyway, so being late wasn't a big deal. However, I was agonizing over the 4016 yuan I owed her.
Even if I sold myself, I couldn't get that much money now.
When I arrived at my building, I was stunned, then furious. My luggage had been moved
into the hallway. Some of the luggage that couldn't fit in the hallway was already soaked from the rain, including a pair of
black leather shoes that Jian Wei had given me a long time ago.
I threw away my umbrella, pulled out my keys from my pocket, and ran upstairs.
I turned the key on the lock, kicked the door open, and stood in the living room, angrily cursing, "
You bitch, get the hell out here!"
I cursed three times, but no one answered. I kicked open the door to her room; it was empty
.
Looking at the spotless room, and remembering my luggage soaked in the rain, my anger
flared even more. I threw the blankets off her bed, and, still not satisfied, overturned the mattress,
scattering pillows and blankets everywhere.
...
After my hysterical outburst, I stood in Mi Cai's room and lit a cigarette to calm my rage.
Mi Cai appeared outside the door, holding a mop and a plastic bag filled with
groceries; she must have gone to the supermarket.
She glared at me. I grabbed her by the shirt and dragged her into the room, the force so strong she dropped
the bag and mop, scattering things everywhere. The once spotless room was now a mess because of my anger
.
I dragged her to the window, opened it, and made her look at her luggage soaking in the rain. I yelled, "Are you fucking
crazy? Why did you leave my luggage in the rain?"
Mi Cai broke free and said coldly, "You didn't even arrive, so I had someone help you move it out. Is there a problem
?"
"I was delayed by other things. What's wrong with being a little late?"
"I promised to be here, and I will be here." Mi Cai stood her ground, her eyes filled with determination.
"You're fucking unreasonable!" My anger flared even more, and I raised my hand as if to slap her.
I thought she would instinctively dodge or close her eyes, but she just stared at
me coldly, without even blinking.
I lowered my hand, squinted at her, and said, "You bring everything up here intact,
and I'll pretend this never happened."
"I'm not going." Mi Cai's beautiful eyes were glistening with tears, but she said resolutely.
I nodded. "You're not going, right?... "
As soon as I finished speaking, I threw the blankets and quilts on the floor out the window with a sense of venting and revenge
.
In the wind and rain, the blankets and quilts looked so fluttering and innocent, like
deep and shallow scars ruthlessly torn open. I was somewhat lost in thought, somewhat regretful. I shouldn't have been so impulsive, shouldn't have
treated this stubborn woman like that. Perhaps it was the pair of black leather shoes falling in the rain that provoked me. My heart
clenched. In the afterimage of the raindrops falling on the black leather shoes, I seemed to see my dead
love with Jian Wei.
...
The blankets and quilts finally landed on the ground with alternating falls. I said to Mi Cai somewhat guiltily,
"Now we're even!"
After I finished speaking, tears fell from Mi Cai's fair face. She bit her lip and looked at me.
Looking at the ravaged house, a sudden wave of guilt washed over me, yet I still glared at Mi Cai and said,
"I know you're unhappy with me, you look down on me. Yes, I'm poor and useless, but that's absolutely no
reason for you to disrespect me and my luggage. You're a woman, so today I'll be a gentleman and throw away your
blankets and quilts. Next time, I'll throw you down too!"
I then pulled out the bank card she'd given me yesterday from my wallet and placed it on the table, saying, "I
withdrew 4016 yuan from this card. I don't have the money to pay you back now, but I'll definitely find a way to do so as soon as possible."
Tears welled in Mi Cai's eyes: "You bastards, all of you are untrustworthy bastards...
"
I looked at her in surprise, a mix of emotions swirling within me. After a long pause, I said, "I'm leaving.
I will definitely pay you back the money I owe you. Although it's a little late in fulfilling my promise, it's not the untrustworthy thing you think it is."
Mi Cai didn't respond, still glaring at me resentfully.
...
I left. I didn't know if Mi Cai was still crying, but I knew
it must have been unpleasant for her to stay in that mess I'd made.
Just as she'd said before, I really was scum, the beast Le Yao called me—beastly
inability to control my emotions, scum-like recklessness!
I hailed a taxi and carried my luggage to a roadside pavilion where I could shelter from the rain. For a moment, I didn't know
where to go. I didn't have enough money left to rent a place, and staying in a hotel wasn't a long-term solution. And I ...
Fang Yuan, the only one willing to lend me money, has temporarily refused to
contact me because I was irritable yesterday and wouldn't listen to my advice.
Yes, all these years, I've only ever borrowed money from Fang Yuan. I consider him a close friend and never hesitate to
show him my embarrassment and destitution. I wouldn't do that with anyone else.
It's as if I've suddenly been abandoned by the world!
...
I lit a cigarette, sat on the stone bench in the pavilion, and stared blankly at the passing cars.
My life shouldn't be like this, but for the past two years, I've
lived as lonely and helpless as those silent buildings standing in this city. It's all because of that woman. I know I'll never have
the chance to hold her hand again, yet I stubbornly can't escape, can't leave her tenderness.
The wind made me a little cold, so I took a scarf from my woven bag and tied it around my neck, finally blocking some of the endless
cold wind blowing into my chest.
For the next hour, I sat in the pavilion, repeating the same two trivial
things: spacing out and smoking. It wasn't until dusk that I truly felt a longing to be saved.
A sudden phone call startled me. I wiped my face before pulling my phone from my pocket
.
It was my father, "Board Dad." He's a rigid, taciturn man who has worked in the purchasing department of a small-to-medium-sized state-owned enterprise for 15 years. He became
deputy section chief in his first year, and incredibly, he managed to
retain that title for 15 years. But that's not all; even more impressive is that despite the purchasing department being a place where kickbacks and bribes were common
, he never accepted a single gift or kickback in 15 years. This unwavering integrity earned him
the nickname "Section Chief Ban" from his colleagues, finally shedding the title of deputy section chief. So, when I was 17, I
followed the trend and started calling him "Board Dad," but he always mistakenly thought I was calling him "My Dad."
When I answered the phone, I heard my father-in-law's dull, emotionless voice. He said to me, "Zhaoyang,
I'm almost in Suzhou. I have an exhibition to attend tomorrow morning, so I'll stay at your place tonight."
I felt utterly miserable. This weekend had been incredibly unlucky; everything I feared had come true. I absolutely couldn't let my father-in-law
know that I was penniless and homeless! Although he was old-fashioned, it didn't mean he had no temper.
My mind raced: "Dad, can you find a hotel near the station? I'm having dinner with my colleagues tonight
, it'll probably take a while."
"You eat, you always keep your keys under the door frame, I can get in."
"There are so many thieves lately, I didn't put them there."
Dad persisted, "Then I'll wait for you. Don't go out partying after dinner, come back early."
"Dad, you've been on the train all day, you must be exhausted. Just find a hotel nearby. You're
reluctant to take a taxi here, and it's rush hour, your arms and legs can't withstand the crowds on the bus!"
I tried to refuse, but Dad wasn't in a hurry. Finally, he said, "Your mom knitted you a sweater, I'll bring it to you
."
...
Hearing the "beep beep" of the disconnection, I paused, then realized what was happening. I immediately slung my bag over my shoulder and
dragged my suitcase to the roadside, looking around for a taxi. Tonight, I had to go back to the
house that now belonged to Mi Cai.
Whether she likes it or not, I have to stay. If my husband knew my current situation, he'd be furious
.
Chapter 5: Wait a Moment
In the wind and rain, I took a taxi back to the dilapidated neighborhood where I'd lived for two years. After getting out, I subconsciously looked down to see if Mi Cai
's Audi Q7 was parked downstairs.
Luckily, the car wasn't there. Even luckier: I hadn't returned the house keys to Mi Cai yet. I optimistically
thought: Anyway, my husband is only staying one night. If she doesn't come back tonight, everything will be fine without any major incident
.
I ran back to the house as fast as I could, quickly put my luggage back in its place, made
the bed, and then stood at the bus stop with an umbrella, waiting for my husband's arrival.
About fifteen minutes later, a bus from the long-distance bus station slowly pulled up. I craned my neck and looked around,
and sure enough, I saw my husband getting off the bus with his briefcase.
I waved to him and called out, "Uncle, over here."
Uncle came over to me, somewhat surprised, and asked, "Weren't you having dinner with your colleagues?"
"Dinner is a small matter, your arrival is a big deal. I know what's important," I said, taking his briefcase from him
and carrying it for him.
Uncle remained silent and followed me into the residential area.
I complained, "Uncle, this is all publicly funded business trip. Next time you come here, can't you just take a taxi? It
's not like we don't reimburse you!"
"Public funds are still money. Every little bit helps," Uncle said seriously.
"Our government has trillions of dollars in foreign exchange reserves in America. We don't need your taxi fare!"
Uncle didn't say anything, clearly unwilling to argue about values with me. He's always been like this; he
never explains what he believes is right, as if he were an independent world, and in
that independent world, he served as a deputy section chief for 15 years. 　　Back inside, my husband took a stainless steel lunchbox from another bag besides his briefcase and said to me,
" 　　These are the wild crucian carp I caught last week. Your mom cooked them and asked me to bring them to you. You can heat them up whenever you want 　　, or not." 　　"Let's eat them tonight," 　　I said, looking at him questioningly. "Didn't you eat with your colleagues?" I replied, 　　"Well, you're here now, so I only ate half before coming back." Then I quickly changed the subject, "By the way, did 　　you bring the glutinous rice wine my mom made this time?" 　　My husband nodded and took out a bottle that used to hold orange juice; it was now filled with my favorite 　　glutinous rice wine. 　　My husband and I each poured ourselves a cup of glutinous rice wine, ate the cooked crucian carp and peanuts, and waited for 　　the rice porridge to cook in the rice cooker, chatting idly. 　　I was a little distracted, afraid that Mi Cai might suddenly come back. It wouldn't be so bad if I startled her, but if I showed any displeasure in front of my husband…

"Once I've finished the filling, I can go die.
" ...
Just as I finished a cup of glutinous rice wine, footsteps sounded outside the door, followed by the sound of a key being inserted into the lock
. I panicked a little, glancing at my landlord and then at the door so close at hand.
The door opened, and sure enough, Mi Cai walked in. The sight before her made her freeze in place, while my landlord didn't
react much, assuming Mi Cai was just my roommate, or perhaps his girlfriend.
Before Mi Cai could speak, I grabbed her arm and asked with concern, "Have you been drinking? Let me help you
inside... Don't thank me, we're roommates, this is what I should do."
I spoke politely, but from an angle my landlord couldn't see, I raised my hand and covered Mi Cai's mouth,
pushing her into her room in a few steps.
"Scumbag... let me go!" Mi Cai struggled and mumbled incoherently.
"Don't shout!" I said in a low voice.
Mi Cai struggled to pull her phone out of her pocket again. Anyone with a brain would know she was going to call the police to deal with me; my actions
certainly constituted trespassing.
I snatched the phone from her hand, pushed her down onto the bed, and straddled her to prevent her from struggling further, not caring
how lewd the position was.
I said in a low, tense voice, "Don't you dare yell! If my dad hears, I'm dead!"
Mi Cai completely ignored me, her expression terrified, instinctively raising her hand to grab my hair tightly.
I was in excruciating pain, grimacing but not daring to utter a sound: "Give it easy, you're going to pull my head bald!"
"Scumbag..." Mi Cai mumbled incoherently, her mouth covered by my hand.
I angrily shouted, "I'm a complete scumbag...!"
Then I whispered, "But not in my dad's eyes! He has high blood pressure. If he knew I was penniless
and didn't even have a place to live, he'd be furious... Sister, please have pity on me and let me stay
one night. He's here on a business trip and will leave tomorrow morning... I promise I'll never bother you again!"
Mi Cai finally stopped struggling and released my hair, but her beautiful eyes still glared
at me with hatred and disgust.
I carefully released my hand from Mi Cai's mouth, and this time she didn't scream.
I breathed a sigh of relief, and after a moment I realized I was still straddling Mi Cai. Just as I was about to get up apologetically
, Mi Cai twisted her body and pushed me hard, and I fell straight off the bed with a "thud."
"Zhao Yang, what are you doing in there?" Uncle asked, hearing the noise.
I forced a smile and said, "I bumped into the cabinet..."
My father didn't press further. Mi Cai finally looked at me with a vengeful, half-smiling, half-angry expression.
"I'm warning you, don't talk nonsense! My dad really has high blood pressure and can't handle shocks. You stay in your room
and don't go out!"
Mi Cai neither agreed nor disagreed.
I made a pleading gesture again, but she still didn't speak. I could only comfort myself by taking it as her consent, and
gave her another pleading look before closing the door and walking out.
...
When I got to the living room, my father had already gone to the kitchen to get three bowls of rice porridge. He said to me, "Zhaoyang, go and take that girl
a bowl of porridge. She needs to eat something after drinking. She can't go hungry."
"Let her rest." As soon as
I finished speaking, Mi Cai came out of the room with her handbag...
Given all my previous misdeeds, it wouldn't be too much for Mi Cai to skin me alive. Exposing me to my father at this moment
was retribution.
Just as my legs were starting to tremble with nervousness, Mi Cai walked straight towards the door without looking at me. It seemed
she planned to leave the room to me tonight.
Just as I was about to breathe a sigh of relief, the usually taciturn Uncle Ban said to Mi Cai, who hadn't yet stepped outside, "Girl,
I've made you a bowl of porridge. Drink it while it's hot."
I couldn't wait for Mi Cai to leave, and I kept giving her meaningful glances, but to my surprise, Mi Cai looked at me, then
nodded to Uncle Ban and said, "Thank you, Uncle."
...
The two of us who had just risked our lives were now sitting at the same table, drinking porridge, as if by some strange
twist of fate. I remained silent, like a suspect who had done something wrong, constantly on guard against Mi Cai saying anything she shouldn't.
I kept glancing at Mi Cai out of the corner of my eye, wondering what she was up to. However, she
didn't seem to intend to tell Uncle Ban about me; she just sipped her porridge slowly.
My father-in-law has always been taciturn and doesn't like to talk much. He's also much more focused on eating than others, so he finished his
porridge first. He got up, picked up his briefcase, and said to me, "Someone's staying here. I'm going to a hotel."
I looked at Mi Cai and said to my father-in-law, "Father-in-law, don't go. You can sleep with me later." (
Limited space available. Follow the WeChat public account [Xueying Novels] and reply with the number 12 to continue reading the exciting story!) "
You've been snoring really loudly lately. You have to go to work tomorrow, so I can't disturb your sleep," my father-in-law said, shaking his head. He then
took a sweater out of the bag and handed it to me: "Your mother knitted this sweater for you." I took it and looked at it, asking somewhat puzzled,
"Why did she knit two?" "
When you have a girlfriend, she can wear them. Sweaters knitted at home are thick!"
I said helplessly. I knew that my father-in-law and mother were using this subtle way to remind me to find a girlfriend soon.
I glanced at Mi Cai, who was still drinking rice porridge, and teased, "It's getting cold, I'll get you a sweater later!"
Mi Cai glared at me, but ultimately didn't lash out in front of my father-in-law, though I was secretly pleased.
...
As I was leaving, my father-in-law counted out 3,000 yuan from his wallet and handed it to me, saying, "Take this."
I smiled nonchalantly, "Why are you giving me money? I don't need it!"
My father-in-law stuffed the money into my hand, "You're my child, I know your personality very well. I've told you countless
times, you need to plan your money...Take some time to pay the water and electricity bills." He then
looked at the utility bill that had been left on the ground a few days ago.
Suddenly, my nose felt a little sore. I really wasn't a son who caused my parents any peace of mind. I stuffed the money back into my
father-in-law's hand, "I really don't need it. My mother isn't well, you can keep it to buy her some health supplements. I'll
get paid next week."
Uncle Ban didn't say much. He put the money on the table, glanced at Mi Cai, and walked out the door alone.
I caught up with him and saw him downstairs. He, who had been silent all along, said to me, "That girl was nice,
quite pretty!" I grabbed Uncle Ban's arm and looked at the Q7 parked nearby, saying, "Uncle Ban, put away your fantasies
. She's not my type... See that car? That's her car." Uncle Ban followed my gaze to the red Q7
, his face full of doubt. I think he was also surprised that Mi Cai drove such a car but lived in such a
dilapidated place.
Uncle Ban ultimately chose to remain silent as usual. Due to space limitations, follow the WeChat public account [Xueying Novels]
and reply with the number 12 to continue reading the exciting story! He was helpless about my terrible situation. In fact, whether we want
to admit it or not, we are already living in an era where love needs to be proven with money. So I told
him to put away his fantasies, and I myself was even less willing to fantasize! That night, Uncle Ban left me with the last words, "Work hard,
" and left in the rain under his umbrella.
Looking at his aged figure in the rain, I read his expectations in those words. He hoped I would
work hard, marry a good girl, and give him a grandson… But Dad, I'm living in my own helplessness
and struggle, burdened by the weight and pull of reality. Those many good things yet to be realized, let's wait a bit! …Is that alright
?
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