The sound of the clinking champagne glasses was like a dull knife, cutting my nerves time and time again.
I stood under the crystal chandelier in the banquet hall, holding a glass of juice in my hand that I had not taken a sip of, and my fingertips felt slightly cold. The lace edge of the white dress rubbed against the back of my hand, which was annoyingly itchy. The man in a dark blue suit in front of him was chatting and laughing sideways with a woman in a red skirt, smiling brightly like a normal person.
Chen Ze.
I closed my eyes, and the wind from the rooftop seemed to be still whistling in my ears. The feeling of weightlessness when falling from the twenty-seventh floor made my stomach churn. In my previous life, I had this kind of smile, this kind of routine, first passionate, then suddenly cold, leaving me alone to watch him having an affair with other women. When he felt that I was about to collapse, he would go back and say, "You are the most important person to me."
"Miss, would you like a mousse cake?" The waiter passed by carrying a tray.
I shook my head without taking my eyes off that figure.
Chen Ze turned his head. The woman in the red dress laughed so hard that she reached out and patted him on the shoulder. He smiled back, his teeth dazzlingly white in the light. Then, as if he suddenly remembered something, he glanced in my direction and raised a vague arc at the corner of his mouth.
He's looking at me.
See if the fish takes the bait.
