Liu Shihui ultimately disappeared into the night with the man in black. The fat guy was furious and seemed ready to fight the man in black again, but Liu Shihui stopped him just in time. I saw Liu Shihui whisper a few words in the fat guy's ear before leaving, but I couldn't hear what she said.
After Liu Shihui left, the fat guy stood on the balcony, tightly gripping the "Liu" badge in his hand, quietly gazing into the distance as tears seemed to fall silently. I walked over to him and gently patted his shoulder.
He lit a cigarette and offered me one, which I accepted this time. "Before she left, Shi Hui told me that she actually wanted to know the answer to your last question," he said, exhaling smoke nonchalantly.
"Really?" I was taken aback. As I was lighting my cigarette and had just taken a couple of puffs, I choked a bit upon hearing what he said; I usually don't smoke.
The fat guy glanced at me and said, "I see you usually think pretty fast; how come you're not reacting now? Did your brain get stuck from thinking too quickly?"
I laughed at his teasing while coughing from the smoke. He continued, "Actually, she was also helpless in that situation; don't blame her."
At that moment, I choked on the smoke and couldn't speak, just nodding while coughing. It was surprising that the fat guy could understand her perspective; that wasn't easy for someone like him.
"But she said she would definitely come back to find me, so when we meet next time, I must show her a brand new me, a completely different me," he said confidently after blowing out a smoke ring and looking up at the sky.
I wondered if I had misheard; had this fat guy been hit on the head by that man in black? Why was he suddenly talking like a romantic? Is love really that powerful that it can turn a rough guy like him into a sentimental man?
I didn't comment on his last romantic statement but just patted his shoulder while smiling and comforting him, saying, "That's good, that's good."
At that moment, Xiao Tian peeked out from the bedroom as things outside had quieted down. Her big watery eyes were scanning around. Once she confirmed there was no fighting outside, she dashed out and jumped into my arms, hugging me tightly and pulling me toward the bedroom.
I knew this little girl was probably thinking about something inappropriate at that moment. So I turned back and deliberately gave the fat guy a look as a response to his previous invitation for me to join his team.
Of course, I wasn't genuinely inviting him; I just wanted to test if he would stray now that Liu Shihui wasn't around. I wanted to see how sincere he really was about Liu Shihui. As Xiao Tian began to nuzzle against me insistently, I passionately kissed her.
I thought the fat guy wouldn't be able to handle such overt displays of affection. To my surprise, he suddenly kicked my butt unexpectedly and turned his head away without even glancing at me and Xiao Tian.
He waved his hand at us, meaning to get lost quickly, saying we could do whatever we wanted in the room and not bother him here.
In the middle of the night, just as Xiao Tian and I were getting into it, with Xiao Tian calling out in delight, the Fat Guy suddenly started banging on the wall and shouted, "Can you all keep it down? You're shaking the building! How can anyone sleep with all this noise?!"
While Xiao Tian and I were still going at it, we almost couldn't help but laugh out loud. To accommodate the Fat Guy's sad and frustrated mood at that moment, I held Xiao Tian tightly while kissing her deeply on her cherry lips, making sure she wouldn't make any more noise.
The next day when Xiao Tian and I got up, we found that the Fat Guy had been practicing martial arts on the balcony for quite a while and was drenched in sweat. I glanced at the time; it was just past nine o'clock. It seemed he had gotten up quite early.
I thought this was just a temporary whim for him, a fleeting enthusiasm, but to my surprise, he continued this for several days, practicing day and night without stopping. It seemed that the Fat Guy was genuinely determined to turn over a new leaf for Liu Shihui.
It appeared that what he said that night about love was not a joke or just a moment of passion; he and Liu Shihui must have developed real feelings for each other.
Because of this drastic change in the Fat Guy, I couldn't help but gain a new understanding and deep insight into the phrase "love grows over time." So after lunch, Xiao Tian and I eagerly began to happily review our lessons on how to "let love grow over time."
This kind of life continued for more than a week. During this week, I noticed significant improvements in the Fat Guy's martial arts skills, especially in his footwork training. He had previously been stuck at a bottleneck with the "turn" technique, but now there were signs of breaking through that barrier.
Perhaps it was due to his recent focus and diligent practice. In addition to training, the Fat Guy would also join me in clearing out the building.
Clearing out meant getting rid of all the monsters in the Lijing Hotel. After all, we still needed to stay here for a while, and there were monsters everywhere inside and outside; it was dangerous for us regardless. Moreover, we couldn't just stay in our room all the time; we needed to expand our activity space.
Xiao Tian had long grown tired of staying on the sixty-sixth floor and had been eager to visit the sky garden on the seventieth floor. The floors from sixty-six to seventy were all part of the Lijing Hotel.
So we spent two days thoroughly cleaning those five floors inside and out. Xiao Tian couldn't wait to drag me up to the sky garden on the seventieth floor. She must have been here many times before because she was very familiar with the routes.
As soon as we arrived, she took me around to see everything, introducing me to various flowers, plants, bonsai trees, small bridges over flowing water, pavilions, and towers. Since I knew nothing about these things, I could only nod repeatedly and say "uh-huh."
There were two sky gardens: one to the south and one to the north. The Fat Guy went directly to the southern sky garden to practice under the sun. Meanwhile, Xiao Tian and I naturally stayed in the northern sky garden, enjoying our dreamlike world together.
At first, we were just wandering around, and when we got tired, we would sit down for a while together.
As the two of us sat there, our thoughts began to wander, and we couldn't help but start doing things together.
Of course, it was what Xiao Tian most wanted to do with me, and it was also her favorite thing to do with me.
Moreover, it was what she was best at, the thing she was most familiar with and skilled in.
When flowers bloom in abundance, love naturally follows.
Whether in the courtyard... or on the stone steps... or on the stone table... or on the stone bench...
Or on the railing... or in the corridor... or on the terrace... or on the pavilion roof...
Or among the trees... or in the flower bushes... or on the grass...
Or on the swing... or on the lounge chair...
Or in the fountain... or on the bluestone...
Or under the sunlight... or in the pool...
Whether standing... sitting... lying down... or squatting...
Whether in front... behind... above... or below...
Whether intertwined... or mutual...
In any case, wherever we went, we would do it there; wherever the scenery was nice, that’s where we would start.
In short, we did whatever we wanted to do.
We went deeper into it, more passionately, and let feelings develop over time.
We tried different ways to do it, various styles.
We went for the boldest and happiest experiences.
We did everything that could bring joy, leaving nothing undone.
In any case, I fully cooperated with Xiao Tian to do what she most wanted to do for happiness, which was also what I most wanted to do with her for happiness.
During this time of fervently enjoying ourselves in the sky garden with Xiao Tian day and night without shame or restraint, I realized that it was the most carefree and joyful time I had experienced since the disaster.
Unknowingly, I found that I seemed to have truly developed feelings for Xiao Tian.
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