It was almost early in the morning when the black SUV slowly drove away from the parking space in front of the park.
“Aren’t you going to follow?” Dazhe asked Number 18 curiously again.
Number 18 finally opened her mouth and said, “I admit that I made some mistakes. When I chose this investor, I didn’t examine it carefully. I just felt that he was fine. But now it seems that he at least has what he desires.”
Dazhe was surprised, “What would he want?”
Number 18 said indifferently, “A man who doesn’t come home at night; a man who would rather stay outside and work alone; a man who would deceive his wife and not go home. Why?”
Number 18 sneered, “It’s normal for a man to be greedy for the new and disgust with the old. Even if I don’t use [Dream Teller] on him, I can probably tell.”
“What is the [Dream Teller]?”
“This is my ability. It has nothing to do with you,” said Number 18 calmly.
Dazhe shook his head, “Of course, my grasp isn’t as good as yours… But I know men, especially married men. For example, it’s normal to just want a personal space. Besides, if he changed his mind, why does he still work here? Isn’t it better to go to a bar or nightclub and have a good time?”
“If it is true love, there shall be no lies at all. Any lie will put such a relationship no longer pure. There has never been a good man!”
“Are you mocking me?” said Number 18 coldly.
“No, no. It’s just that men know men better.” added Dazhe immediately. “Speaking of which, should we follow him…? It has been a distance.”
…
Zhu Maolin made his movements as quiet as possible… He would usually return home this time.
Zhu Maolin put on his slippers silently, glanced at the food covered with gauze in the living room, then walked into the bathroom and took a shower.
Then, he returned to the room, still trying to relax his steps as much as possible. He was cautious when he went to bed.
He set up the alarm, but it won’t disturb his wife. He knew she would go to work early in the morning.
But, his day was over at 5:17a.m.
…
The time of her day started at 7:00a.m. in the morning.
She soon went to work.
At 7:40 a.m., she was ready to leave. She then wrote a note on the table to remind him to have breakfast. Of course, all the overnight food was thrown away.
…
At 8:30 a.m., the phone rang. Zhu Maolin opened his bloodshot eyes, hurriedly dressed and washed up. The clothes he wanted to wear today were already on the hangers. Even his tie was delicately prepared.
Then, he frowned. He changed for another one from the closet, picked up the briefcase, and hurried out the door.
It was 8:45 a.m.
…
At 8:50a.m., she opened the door of her pottery classroom and began to wait for students to come to class. She was a craftsman. This classroom was where she and her husband met.
The first student came. It was an elderly lady with a good family. In fact, she came here to pass the time.
“It’s fine. Get ready first?” She…her name was Hou Chen Yuhan.
Hou and Chen.
She followed both her father’s surname and her mother’s surname. Seemingly her father lost to her mother, her mother’s surname came first.
“Okay.” She agreed without giving much thought.
She was also afraid of being alone… eating, lunch, or dinner alone.
Rather than trivial matters, it was just minute things.
…
1:43 pm.
“Manager, the box lunch is here, let’s eat first!”
The colleague was named Little Wang. He came back with his hands carrying the boxed lunch for the whole group. Everyone rushed forward.
“Great. If she looks pretty in first person, we will deliver it all tonight.” Zhu Maolin nodded and ate something.
But he didn’t know what he was eating. Eating was just a motion to him.
It was the pineapple he didn’t like to eat in the past.
…
At 7:30 p.m., Hou Chen Yuhan took some food home. She ate while watching TV. Afterwards, she went to take a shower, and then read a book. She was finally sleepy and drifted on.
…
Today’s reshoot didn’t go well. She wasn’t as pretty as the photos, so Zhu Maolin rejected them. In the end, they wasted another day with resignation.
At 3:30 p.m., a little earlier, he went to bed gently again.
His day was also over.
…
Day by day.
