In the south, the weather isn’t freezing in November, just a little dry. Yellowish leaves fell from the trees that surround both sides of the road. The grass also lost some of its vitality, turning yellow, devoid of its former green liveliness. People say that autumn is the season of harvest but in fact, it is the beginning of decay, the end of life. Fang Yan walked along this rural road, her mood inexplicably bleak. But she did choose to escape here.
She drew together her cardigan. Although it is not cold, it is still slightly chilly. It’s been two months since she came here and Fang Yan had already adapted and enjoyed living here. There is no city noises and the town's very quiet. Because there are a few automobiles, the air is especially fresh.
The day after the news broke out in the newspaper, Fang Yan packed up her luggage in a sorry state and fled to here––her mother’s hometown. It is also the place where she met him. She never thought of getting revenge on that family but because of this, she lost her love. She doesn’t hate Zheng Weiqian, she just blamed herself for not explaining clearly. It is no wonder he wouldn’t believe her. Maybe their fate is not strong enough, there is no way they could live a blissful life together.
During this time she would sit in front of her mother’s tomb and do nothing. She stayed that way accompanying her as if trying to fill up the missing eight years.
After this incident, she was able to understand a lot of things, like her mother’s love. She really loves that man which is why she would be desperate to be with him even if she cannot be revealed. Fang Yan does not approve of this method but she does understand.
During this season, the day would darken earlier. It had just passed the evening and the sky is already pitched black. As Fang Yan wander alone on this dark street, she experienced the liveliness of the crowd and got a taste of the loneliness in her heart.
Although this town is not big, the population is not small. The evening would always be more bustling than it is during the day. Shops lined both sides of the streets but the majority are tech and food shops. Passing through the pedestrian street is a night market bustling with many stalls. There are stalls to buy clothes, bags, barbeque, snacks and so on. Fang Yan shuttle through the crowd and came across a snack bar that has to most people. Looking at all those kinds of food stalls, she realized that she had not eaten anything in the morning and in the afternoon due to her lack of appetite. Looking at these stalls, her stomach started to growl.
Fang Yan sat down at a random stall and ordered the dish that it specializes in. Looking at all these people coming and going, Fang Yan suddenly recalled the scene when she and Zheng Weiqian ate at a food stall at the Bund. She still remembered that day was Qixi and they watched the beautiful fireworks show. That day, he also gave her the most beautiful rose.
After she finished her snack, she walked through the stalls and picked out some beautiful clothes gadgets and bags. It didn’t take long before her hand was full of bags. Since it is getting late, Fang Yan has no interest to continue shopping. She hailed a taxi and gave out the hotel’s address and went back.
The receptionist by the counter saw Fang Yan come in with a handful of bags. The hotel that Fang Yan is staying at is a three-star hotel and already be considered the best hotel. The people who stayed at this hotel are business people as well as from the upper-class society. Of course, the accommodation price would be more expensive compared to most places. Fang Yan’s clothing is very ordinary and her appearance could be regarded as a pretty daughter of a humble family, not some girl from a wealthy family. Also, she would spend the day wandering around aimlessly and then buy some stuff from the night market. It is difficult for the receptionist to believe that Fang Yan could afford the accommodations here, or that she is able to afford to stay here for two months.
Fang Yan smiled and greeted, “Good evening.” After staying here for so many days, she is familiar with the receptionist on duty.
“Good evening Miss Fang.” The receptionist professionally and politely responded.
Fang Yan smiled and didn’t say anymore as she waited for the elevator. After waiting for nearly a minute, the elevator finally came down. Fang Yan went in and pressed her floor number. The elevator door was about to close when a hand blocked it and a refined man holding a phone came in, “Wait for me to come back before discussing the development case. Send me the floor plan later for me to look at. Also, inform the sales department to temporarily not put any building on the market. There may be some policies. As for Huang's case, it is your responsibility, if there’s any problem call me…”
That man endlessly talked on the phone, his voice magnetic. Fang Yan subtly looked at him. He should be the boss of a large company but he looks to be young around thirty years old. A moment later, the elevator stopped at Fang Yan’s floor. Fang Yan walked out of the elevator followed by that man but he is still on his phone. Fang Yan saw him walk into the room next to hers. So it turns out he also lives on this floor.
Fang Yan entered her room and threw all the stuff she bought at the night market on the bed. She took a comfortable bath before starting to organizing everything. After she was done, she turned on her laptop. She lost her phone a long time ago so these days she had been contacting her dad and everyone else through email. She didn’t tell them where she was, only that she is safe. When she looked at her inbox, there was a handful of unread mail, most of them were Weiya. Most of the contents were boring topics like when she is coming back and the sort. Then there is one from Fang Rui, telling her to come back to Beijing to celebrate their grandmother’s birthday which is the day after tomorrow.
Fang Yan turned off the laptop and walked out to the balcony. The night scene here is different from Shanghai. Maybe she should go back when the time is right. Fang Yan stood there for a minute and turned, coincidently seeing the man from the elevator standing at the balcony next to hers puffing smoke out of his mouth. He turned at this moment and met her eyes. Fang Yan froze and then gave him a nod before heading back in.
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