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The cold moonlight spilled through the window, illuminating his sharply defined face.
I carefully examined his brows and eyes.
Xiao Cheng is a man of his word; he would never cheat.
But he has always been thinking about Yong Nan.
My thoughts were a mess.
I even wondered what would happen to Xiao Cheng after I die.
Would he remarry?
He probably would, after all, he is still so young.
Yong Nan would surely be happy.
She would definitely take Xiao Cheng to travel around the world, to feel the sea breeze, and to stargaze from mountaintops.
They would have children, right?
It would be best if they had a boy and a girl, living happily together.
I closed my eyes, as if I could already see those scenes.
But not now.
Now is not the time for them to be together.
10
The first time I met Yong Nan was when I was ten years old.
My mother took me to a fancy restaurant for dinner.
Not far away, a family of three was having an exceptionally joyful time.
A little girl in a beautiful princess dress was being held by her father, laughing radiantly.
Mom was taking pictures of her, the flash going off continuously.
The girl was laughing happily, her silver bell-like laughter echoing throughout the restaurant.
I looked at that girl with a bit of envy.
That is Yong Nan.
Mom noticed the commotion over there and quietly asked me, "Do you want to go say hello?"
I shook my head.
I have little impression of Dad anymore.
He would occasionally come back and give me a cold glance.
Sometimes he would hug me, but he never said a word.
I didn't understand what he meant.
But I knew he didn't love me.
11
I continued to care for Xiao Cheng.
I also maintained a silent distance.
The occasional scent of Jasmine on his clothes.
His figure subtly displayed in Yong Nan's circle of friends.
I pretended not to know about it all.
I still liked his posts, still left comments, still playfully told him I loved him.
But inside, there was always a thorn.
I quit my job.
I also picked up the habit of writing a diary again.
What I did today, what I ate, who I met, where I felt uncomfortable...
Every detail is recorded in my diary.
Sometimes my stomach hurts.
It hurts so much that I can't sleep.
Sometimes, even when I'm very tired, I can't fall asleep.
I get up, take one or two sleeping pills, and then go back to sleep.
I still make dinner for Xiao Cheng.
After I finish cooking, I also make a little for myself.
I look at the colorful and fragrant dishes on the table.
But I've lost my appetite.
Forget it, I won't eat.
Tomorrow, I'll go see Mom for the last time.
Before leaving, I put a bank card with most of my savings in a book.
I said a few words to Mom and then said goodbye to her.
She walked me to the door and reminded me to take care of myself.
Mom doesn't love Dad, nor does she love me.
But she still fulfilled her responsibility as a mother and raised me.
Later, Dad went bankrupt, but she found happiness and married the person she loved.
They had a younger brother, and the three of them lived happily together.
I hope she is always happy.
Xiao Cheng came home in the evening and we had a rare meal together.
It had been a long time since we sat down to eat together.
He was very well-mannered while eating, not saying a word.
Actually, I quite liked it when he occasionally served me food while eating.
But he rarely did that.
That's okay; I don't mind.
After dinner, I took Pipi for a walk.
Recently, it has been very clingy.
At just over two months old, it is small and thin.
Xiao Cheng thinks it’s ugly, but I think it’s extremely cute.
When I carried Pipi back to my room, Xiao Cheng was still eating.
The steaming hot food and the warmth of him.
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