Zhuang Fei spent a summer at her uncle's pottery kiln and caught a fleeting glimpse of the man who had come from Beijing.
Mr. Yu was an honored guest, influential and adept at resolving difficult problems.
Zhuang Fei knew exactly what she was doing. After returning to Beijing, she engineered one chance encounter after another, drawing closer step by step.
She needed him, but more than that, she needed to live for herself.
After half a year together, Yu Yinglan had done everything he could for her.
He helped her break free of her family, helped her survive, and taught her how to use him and become him.
With her wings fully grown, Zhuang Fei left without hesitation and moved to another country.
On the night before she left, Yu Yinglan rubbed her waist and stomach with his cold fingers and reminded her like an elder: "Once you leave, don't look back. Live well."
Zhuang Fei's teeth chattered as she agreed, and she really did leave without looking back.
Zhuang Fei thought Yu Yinglan's feelings for her were just possessiveness mixed with charity, nothing that mattered.
During the two years they were apart, she heard more than once that Mr. Yu was thriving and succeeding in everything.
A work transfer brought Zhuang Fei back to Beijing, where she unexpectedly ran into Yu Yinglan again.
In front of other people, he called her by her nickname and told her to come over. Zhuang Fei didn't respond, merely greeting him politely.
That night, a car was parked downstairs from her apartment. The familiar personalized license plate, the familiar person.
Zhuang Fei half-heartedly let him coax her into the car, instinctively holding her breath.
The car was dim and silent, its lights a clear yellow.
After a long silence, Yu Yinglan stubbed out his cigarette. He didn't question her, but asked gently, "You're back. What's the weather like over there?"
[What's that city like? Feifei, how are you?]
*he/ten-year age gap
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