Chapter 31: Selling Yourself?
Then I finally got used to his actions. When he came back, I didn't try to hide from him, but sat in front of him generously. He remained in that position every time, and apart from the occasional drop of soot, he was a statue of complete immobility. I never spoke to him, even when I sat face to face with him, I just stared straight at my toes. Fortunately, he didn't come for a long time every time, and he smoked two cigarettes and left every time.
I guessed he was waiting for me to compromise, but I was unusually patient, counting the time he would finish a cigarette each time. In fact, there were several times in the middle, and I would notice his appearance when I looked up and down. His eyebrows and eyes were indeed good-looking, especially when they met his gaze at me, and the calmness in that look seemed to have an invisible force trying to take me far away.
Why would such a young and handsome man be so persistent in me? That's always been my question. I also looked at myself in the mirror several times for this reason, and although my appearance was not bad, it was not a country or a city at all. Why is someone like him targeting me?
Until finally one day.
He sat across from me that day, as he always did, and lit a cigarette as soon as he came in. I was reading an e-book on my phone, but when I saw him come in, I quickly closed the webpage and continued to sit there wiltingly. He finally finished his second cigarette, and just when I was relieved and thought he was leaving, he suddenly spoke, "Actually, if you follow me, I won't treat you badly, why are you so stubborn?" β
It was the first time I'd heard him speak since that day. His voice was very good, and when he said this, he seemed to have an incomprehensible tone, which made people sound like a coquettish. That's what I thought in my heart, but I didn't speak.
He went on to add: "I can give you a few more days to think about it. If you're trying to wear down my patience with a tug-of-war, then I advise you not to think about it. Because I don't have anything else as a person, but time. β
I still didn't speak, just reflexively shook my head. He looked at me and left without saying a word.
Since that day, he has come more often, and every time he comes, he brings something small. None of those things are ordinary, even a small stud earring is studded with brilliant pearls. Actually, he was really nice to me, and the one I remember the most was when I was combing my hair, and he suddenly approached from behind, put his hands on my shoulders, and skillfully pinned a delicate crescent-shaped brooch to my chest.
What I was wearing that day was just a very ordinary casual jacket, which didn't match the luxury of the Namasfield brand at all. He smiled with satisfaction and said, "Women still look good." β
After saying that, he patted me on the shoulder and left. I suddenly understood from the smile on his face when he was leaving, it turned out that he was corrupting me little by little. Thinking about this, the only thing I had of affection for him was gone, and I angrily pulled off the pesky brooch and threw it into the trash can on the side, along with all the things he had sent on the dresser.
I'll admit that I was momentarily tempted by the things he sent, but I knew exactly what I was doing, and I knew that I already had a boy I liked.
So, I began to reject everything he sent, and I threw away everything I liked or not. I'm glad I wasn't carried away by vanity and started the tug-of-war again.
I don't believe that he really has so much patience with me, and I believe that one day he will not be able to stand me and sweep me away.
I was so naΓ―ve to think about it...... But all I had ended that night.
I remember it very well, and I think I will always remember that day clearly, just as clearly as I knew what I lost that day.
I had lunch that day and slept until the afternoon as usual, and when I woke up, I found him already sitting on the couch. When he saw me get up, he threw me a paper bag with a change of clothes from the inside out.
He said, "I can't stand the dirty look of a woman. β
It's really time for me to take a shower. The climate in October was still a bit hot and dry, and there was nothing to replace where I lived, and after a few days, there was indeed a strong smell of sweat on my body and hair. He gave me the clothes, answered the phone, and then his expression changed and he hurried away.
When I saw that he was gone, I filled the bathtub with a basin full of hot water. The bathroom is luxuriously decorated, with a wireless TV on the wall and a layer of lilac lace curtains hanging from it. It was the first time for me to lie in such a comfortable bathtub, it was rare to wash away the exhaustion, the bathtub was full of milk-smelling foam, I half leaned on the edge of the pool, watching "Happy Ghost" on TV, and suddenly felt comfortable.
Later, when I thought back to that day, I don't know if I ignored the sound of parking downstairs or the footsteps of Xie Chen going upstairs into the room...... It was only when I realized that an uneasy feeling was approaching that the silence was stopped by a loud knock on the door.
After two hours of soaking, I felt refreshed, so I stood in front of the mirror in a big bathrobe and dried my hair. The mirror was blurred by the steam, so that I didn't see Xie Chen, who had already pushed the door in.
He must have trotted all the way up, and by the time I heard his heavy breathing from panting, I had already leaped into the air and landed in his arms. I started screaming, but it was all in vain. No matter how much I beat him and bit him, he still let me see the darkest night of my life.
I quickly closed the floodgates of memory, and I didn't dare to remember anything after that. Tears crept up the corners of my eyes, and I heard a slight knock on the door of the next room, followed by Xie Chen's footsteps.
I hurriedly lay down, twisted my head to the other side with my back on my back. He came in softly and slowly lay behind me. I pretended to be asleep and ignored his movements. He moved very lightly, as if he didn't want to disturb me.
He rolled over and gently wrapped his arms around my waist, which he often does, and I slept on his arms several times. But because of what I just saw, I was disgusted by this move. I took his hand away and said to myself, "Don't touch me!" β
He was visibly stunned for a moment, then put his arms around my waist and leaned my whole body closer. I smelled the pungent smell of perfume on his body, and finally couldn't help but get angry, "Why do you want to come here in the middle of the night?" Isn't it good to serve over there? β
I wasn't jealous, but what he did completely angered me. I'm not a young lady, and he's not an emperor, so why are you so lawless? But he was obviously wrong, and chuckled: "What, unhappy? β
"Bullshit!" I couldn't help but scold and kick him hard.
He smiled, his warm lips sprayed on my neck, and his tone was flat as if he was saying something inconsequential, "Brother Jiu and Jinjialong teamed up to hack me, if I can't pass this level, the result will be very miserable." β
After a while, he said, "I'm going to run out of money, what will I do to support you?" β
He usually satirizes me, but today is a rare opportunity to catch such a good time, of course I won't let it go. I sneered, "Oh, so you're going to sell yourself? β
He must have been startled by me, and grabbed my ears and said, "You're getting more and more itchy now, believe it or not, I'm going to throw you down now?" β
I couldn't help but laugh, and then he sighed again and said, "You'll go back tomorrow." β
"What about you?"
I waited a long time without an answer. He seemed to be asleep, and his breathing became more and more even. I gently removed his arm around me, turned around and fell asleep.