The steak cooled down slowly in the dish and the fat solidified. The shrimps' original constricted body was not so tight, and the meat was loose and lost its appetite.
I sat by the window looking out at the night view, my phone roaring in bed.
It should be an agent to call. I had seen a lot of houses these days. Residential commumuty asked for a high price but with a poor decoration.
I was picky, but the agent was persistent, calling me all day and asking me to look at the apartment.
I told them that I could only rent a house and could not afford to buy an apartment. I could not afford even a down payment on my savings of tens of thousands of yuan in this city where land was so expensive.
Sometimes what would I do with backbone?
I could take my IDcard to unfrozen the account. With Fairy Dixon's 20 million, I can buy a decent house.
The phone kept ringing so I had to pick it up.
My heart contracted when I saw the phone number.
The night before his wedding, Calvin finally called me.
I took a deep breath and connected it, and greeted him enthusiastically and cheerfully, “Hi, Mr. Knight, congratulations on your happy wedding tomorrow."
"Where are you now, Josephine?" For ten days I had not heard Calvin's voice, but he was angry when he spoke.
I felt very dissatisfied with his greeting, so my hand were trembling, “Mr. Knight, we are still friends, why..."
Before I had finished talking nonsense, he was yelling at me on the phone, "Why aren't you home? Where have you been? Come to me at once!"
Oh, my bad temper. On his second day of disappearance, he was going to marry a beautiful woman. And before I got mad at him, he yelled at me first.
"Mr. Knight." My voice was a little cool when I got angry, “You have disappeared for ten days..."
"Josephine!” He didn't listen to me. "I just disappeared for ten days," he said, "Why didn't you wait for me in the house? Why?"
I hadn't seen his thirst for knowledge in ten days that we had not met.
Listening to his roar, I suddenly didn't know what to say. My heart was like a flag fluttering in the wind, floating here and there with no place to put it.
As I stood by the window, I felt my face cool and touched the wet surface of my cheek.
How can rain hit my face when it was not raining?
He was shouting wildly over there, as if he had used up all his strength, and I was weak from not having dinner at night.
The two of us were wounded and disabled, and we were both tired.
At last he said hoarsely, "Where are you, Josephine?"
I thought I wouldn't tell him, but when I hung up the phone, I realized that I had given him my present address.
Twenty minutes later, Calvin broke down the door. I went to open the door immediately, intending to tell him that if he broke the door of the hotel, both of us would have to pay half the cost and neither of us would get away.
But when I saw Calvin standing at the door, I failed to say a word.
He seemed to have lost weight, as if he had gone through a great deal of suffering and torment.
He used to have a great chest, but now even his chest has shrunk.
His shirt was unbuttoned. He did not even wear a coat but only a thin shirt in the winter.
He seemed to be no longer the proud and noble Calvin, except for the burning flame in his eyes.
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