Xiao Tao's Diary: A True Account of a 3P with Two Stranger Brothers ③

We arranged to meet in Z city. Brother D and Brother W from Beijing would take the high-speed train, and I would then meet them.
Those days coincided with a typhoon, with constant wind and rain at night, mirroring my current mood.
The typhoon hadn't even passed when the meeting day arrived.
Fortunately, the rain had subsided by early morning, and the two brothers were expected to arrive around 4:30 PM. So, I used the morning's free time to organize my work and calm my anxious and complicated feelings. Just
before boarding the train, the two brothers texted me, and I quickly packed my things and set off. I don't actually live close to Z city; it's about a two-hour drive (I rarely drive long distances, and my driving skills are lacking).
My city is relatively small, partly for privacy reasons, and partly because there's no direct high-speed rail from Beijing to my city. Meeting with the two brothers in Z city, who could travel directly from Beijing, would save them the trouble of a long transfer.
The hotels were booked in advance. Before meeting, I made a special request to Brother D, whom I know well, that we book two separate hotels. My consideration was that it would be very awkward for them to jump straight into intimacy since it was our first time meeting. So, my idea was to have them in a separate room first, giving me a chance to interact with them individually and allow for a transitional period.
D very gentlemanly agreed.
I tend to rely on intuition when judging people, and after more than six months of communication with D, I could reasonably conclude that he was a "safe candidate." But just in case, and perhaps out of a bit of caution, I didn't drive to pick them up directly. Instead, I parked my car in the hotel parking lot that D had previously told me about, and then took a taxi to the station. This way, I could have a chance to "observe" them from afar before "acting according to the situation" (with this kind of cunning, I'm confident I could survive three episodes in a palace drama, hehe...).
On the way to the taxi, D told me they had arrived, and I took a picture of them from the back seat to let them know I was almost there too.
Because I hadn't replied to their messages much while driving, I was worried they might think I was a scammer and stand me up, so I thought sending a picture would put their minds at ease.
Afterwards, Brother D told me that the cautious Brother W was even more convinced of being scammed after seeing the photos, because I had told them I drove myself and the photos were taken from the back seat.
It turns out that for us, it's a mix of trust and caution; we're all pretty much the same…

Brother D told me they were at the exit, and I got off the bus about ten meters from it (the driver said it would be difficult to stop further ahead, so I got off early).
Opposite the exit was a bus stop sign. I grabbed an umbrella, pretended to be calm, and tried my best to look like just another tourist passing by, no different from anyone else.
To the right of the exit was a luggage storage area with a barely noticeable sign. I texted Brother D to tell him I had arrived and asked them to wait for me at the entrance.
With the pandemic and typhoon warnings, there weren't many people traveling. There were seven or eight tourists at the luggage storage area, and it was difficult to pinpoint my "target" from a distance. I composed myself, trying my best to look like I was just "passing by," and slowly walked towards the luggage storage area…
I had sent them photos before, but they weren't clear and had some filters. Relying on the inevitable difference between photos and reality, I figured they wouldn't recognize me.
Closer… I quickly scanned the crowd at the luggage storage entrance, and out of the corner of my eye, I spotted a "target" in blue (D told me he wore blue) very close to me—he was taller than I expected. I'm under 1.6 meters, so I couldn't see his face directly at first glance. Before I could even look up to confirm, he had already reached out his hand…
a bit too quick to reveal himself… I was startled and instinctively took a step back.
It was D, taller and a little thinner than in the photos, but not much different. He greeted me warmly, like a long-lost friend.
After exchanging greetings, I realized that the other key person for our trip wasn't with him. D smiled and led me to the luggage storage area, where another man in a light blue shirt was sitting on a stool, looking down at his phone.
D called out to him, and he looked up at us, immediately standing up. I smiled sheepishly at him, and then we shook hands with each other in a very ceremonial way.
W was wearing a Hush Puppies polo shirt with the iconic sitting beagle on the chest. I didn't dare to observe him closely, but I imagined he must be a warm and kind person.
Thus, the three of us completed the first step of our meeting and took a taxi to the hotel together.

However, our destination wasn't the originally booked hotel, but the more upscale Sheraton in Z City. D said it was W's suggestion, and since we were meeting by chance, he wanted to show more sincerity (actually, the original hotel was also very good).
While I was inwardly appreciating W's thoughtfulness, I also felt that parking the car at the originally agreed-upon hotel in advance was a bit too clever of me. Luckily, it wasn't far, so it wouldn't delay our plans for the next day.

After hailing a taxi, Brother W very considerately opened the car door, letting Brother D and me sit in the back while he sat in the front.
Brother D and Brother W's friendliness largely eased my nervousness, but my feelings about what was about to happen were more like standing at the entrance to a maze with no way back—a mixture of bewilderment and anticipation.
(To be continued…)

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