A Soft Waist

Zhou Lian loved a slender waist, and Song Ci just happened to have one, so slim it could barely fit in one hand.

After three years of marriage, they went their separate ways, and each made the most of single life.

Song Ci described her ex-husband: "Rich and handsome, but he doesn't last long."

Zhou Lian described his ex-wife: "The stiffer her backbone is during the day, the softer her voice is at night."

Asked what he thought of her, Zhou Lian took a drag on his cigarette. Smoke swirled before his eyes as he gave a disdainful smile. "The only thing about her I remember is that tiny waist."

But then, to his surprise, that exquisitely alluring figure appeared before him again, holding another man's hand and calling him her boyfriend.

Zhou Lian stared at her in silence for a long time. Then he let out a quiet scoff, braced one hand against the wall to block her way, and said in a voice husky to the extreme, "You've grown a backbone. You really don't want me anymore just because you said so?"