Tenant's Secret Love

Chapter 64: Full of anger

I slept very lightly that night, and my weary soul struggled in a dream of grey tones until the morning sun shone through the window and woke me with its light.

I sat on the bed for a long time, and suddenly remembered that I didn't have to go to the office today, so I lay down again, not wanting to get up or go back to sleep.

It was almost noon before I left the bed. After a quick wash, I immediately opened 58.com and immediately posted a house rental information on it. My current plan is to sublet this room first, then pay back the money I owe Renee, and finally leave Suzhou.

After posting the rental information, I went downstairs to the snack bar and had a bowl of noodles for breakfast and lunch. Then life became boring.

I sat in the closed room for a long time, finally unable to bear it anymore. I took my guitar and left the prison-like room. Once again, I went to the riverbank. I wanted to sing a few songs for my tired soul in front of the blue sky, white clouds, and green water, and then wait for dusk.

I sang one song after another, sometimes sad, sometimes overjoyed. Finally, I laid the guitar aside, reclined on the lawn, and once again, with the slanting sunlight, I lost myself in the sky as the white clouds drifted by.

I naively thought that the city in the sky would be hidden behind the white clouds, so I looked and waited, but until the sun became soft and until the dusk wind blew, I didn't see the crystal clear city. I was even more lost, and this loss contained the heaviness of reality and the destruction of illusions, so the pain was doubled!

It was a long time before I sat up from the lawn. I lit a cigarette as usual, and then sat in silence in the dusk, but not waiting for dawn, because in this city, I would never have dawn again.

The wind got colder as the sun set, and it blew me awake. I couldn't help but recall everything that had happened in this city. It was like a sharp blade drawing countless deep and shallow wounds on my own body, and I could only helplessly watch these wounds drip blood...

Now that the blood is almost gone, I can only escape from this city and return to a city where there is no love but there is family, in order to survive. Maybe with the warmth of family, those wounds will slowly heal.

The phone, which had been quiet all day, finally rang again. I knew it was Violetta calling, because we had a date tonight to go to Alin Restaurant for bamboo-tube chicken.

When the call connected, Violetta said to me with a sense of relief, "I finished filming today, Lucas, where shall we meet?"

"Let's go straight to the Ah Lin restaurant."

Violetta thought for a moment and said, "I'll go to where you live and we'll go there together."

"Why go to all that trouble? Just go there. Besides, I don't live at my old place anymore."

Violetta sounded a little surprised and said, 'When did you move out?"

"Just a few days ago.' After a moment of silence, I finally gritted my teeth and said to Violetta, "There's something I need to tell you... I quit my job yesterday and will be going back to Xuzhou in a few days."

Violetta was taken aback for a moment and remained frozen for a long time before asking in an agitated tone, "Why did you resign? Last time you said you had a chance of promotion!"

I apologized to Violetta and said, "It's a personal problem for me. We can talk about it after we meet."

Violetta's mood obviously dropped, and she remained silent for a long time before saying to me, "Okay, let's meet directly at the A-Lin Restaurant."

I nodded, and then hung up the phone with Violetta. I looked at the river surface, which had already been covered in light and shadow, and walked towards the riverbank with the box containing my guitar.

...

When I arrived at the Alin Restaurant by taxi, Violetta had already arrived before me. She was standing at the entrance of the restaurant waiting for me.

The autumn wind was blowing along the street, "whistling". Violetta's hands were in the pockets of her jacket, and the white scarf around her neck was fluttering in the wind, which made her look even thinner. This kind of helpless thinness made me feel a great sense of guilt.

I walked lightly up to Violetta. She looked at me with a complex expression in her eyes. I knew that she resented my sudden resignation. I clearly remembered that last time we met, we had promised to work together to become masters of our lives, but I had only degenerated further, becoming a slave to life...

I didn't want the atmosphere to get too depressing, so I forced a smile and said, "Let's go in and eat."

"Can I say that I'm full of anger?" Violetta said to me with a stern face.

Violetta's words made me feel depressed, but I still wore a smile. As I pulled her towards the restaurant, I said, "Don't let anger dishonour your reputation as a foodie! Besides, would you like to see me gloat as I eat all by myself? That would be a waste... So don't punish yourself for my mistake, right?"

While we were talking, I dragged Violetta into the restaurant, but she was still in a bad mood. I was a little depressed as I took the menu from the waiter and ordered for myself.

A moment later, the food arrived. I poured myself a glass of white wine, but Violetta didn't drink any with me as we had agreed. She just ordered a glass of hot water, and didn't even ask for a drink like juice.

I lifted the not-too-big glass of wine and gulped it down, smacking my lips and exclaiming that the white wine was delicious. Violetta, however, remained silent the whole time, which made me even more apprehensive.

I picked a piece of chicken from the bamboo tube and put it in Violetta's bowl, smiling and saying, "Try it and see if the chef's improved his skills."

"I said I'm full!" Violetta angrily picked up the chicken in the bowl and threw it into my bowl.

"But you can't just drink plain water, either. If you drink too much, your pretty little face will definitely be puffy when you wake up tomorrow, and that won't be good for the show tomorrow."

Violetta ignored my joke and asked me with a grave and serious expression, "Tell me, why did you resign?"

I poured myself another glass of white wine, gulped it down, and, feeling the high-proof liquid rolling around in my stomach, said to Violetta after a long moment of helplessness, "Life is full of choices, and this is a cruel choice for me. I don't want to, but I have to do it. Don't go digging for the root of the problem. It's not easy for me to quit my job..."

Then I put on a smile again and said, "I'm leaving Suzhou soon, and we'll have even less chance to meet in the future, so let's not make the atmosphere so heavy. Let's eat and drink happily, isn't that good?"

Violetta and I looked at each other, and her expression gradually softened. She said helplessly, 'Lucas, you remind me of a song by Shao Yibei, 'Mr. Denial.

"Who is Shao Yibei?"

"Don't pretend. Last time, Robben and I went to a music festival in Shenzhen to see her perform. Have you already forgotten?"

I laughed sheepishly, "I like pretending!"

"Asshole!" Violetta said, unable to laugh or cry. Then she picked up the piece of chicken I had offered her from my bowl and ate it.