Chapter 81: Tan Jiao 11 (3)
I lowered my face toward the bedsheets and kept mum while feeling extremely awkward. But there was no way out now, as he stood there, with his strong presence filling the whole room. If he blamed me, I swore that I would leave right away.
A few seconds later, I heard his slightly hoarse voice, “Have you had dinner?”
I looked up at him but was unable to see clearly his expression. He was standing in a dark corner of the room, but he did not seem angry.
“Not yet.” My voice was significantly softer than his.
“Let’s go eat then. I’ll wait outside.” After that, he walked out the door. I watched him walk out with my mind feeling somewhat dazed.
However, I was up and ready with my most beautiful mini skirt five minutes later. He stood outside the exit of the inn, with a cigarette in hand, wearing a black t-shirt and jeans. That was the look of the man I liked. When he saw me, he took a deep draw of his cigarette, face down. Then we walked out along the alley from the inn, with him in front, me at the back.
It was already eight something, so the village was relatively quiet. The street lamps were high and bright, and the crickets were chirping away in the bushes. After walking quietly for a bit, he had already finished his first cigarette, lighting up his second one. The silence between us was rather uncomfortable.
I could not take it anymore and asked, “Why didn’t you stay at the professor’s house?”
“It wouldn’t be good.”