Tenant's Secret Love

Chapter 127: Confession?

Luckily, Renee took a long time in the bathroom. After I finished smoking, I opened the window, and soon the smell of smoke disappeared from the house, and everything returned to normal. However, my annoyance did not disappear with the smoke, and my mind was filled with the image of Brittany leaving.

Renee finally came out of the bathroom. Although she was bare-faced, the word "beauty" seemed to be carved on her face, so that late at night, I felt that she was so unreal. I thought, "Women really shouldn't be this beautiful. They should be ordinary."

"Lucas, you raced Smile today. Who won?"

"I did."

"Oh, a 100,000 rpm motor is really something!"

"It was okay."

Renee didn't notice that I didn't really want to talk, so she asked again, "So did he invite you to KFC?"

"No, I invited him."

"But you won, didn't you? ...With your character, would you easily let Smile go?"

Renee's words reminded me of Smile's lonely background, and my thoughts were drawn back. I patted the sofa to indicate that she should sit down and talk.

Renee sat down next to me, as if she was interested in why I had invited Smile to eat.

In my depressed mood, I told Renee about Smile's life story. After I finished, I looked at her and saw that she was crying, unable to hold back her emotions.

I then realized that Smile's life story was very similar to her own. The difference was that Renee had plenty of material things to fill her life, while Smile had nothing but his grandfather, who was all he had in the world.

I took a tissue from the box and handed it to her. She wiped her tears but continued to cry sadly. Perhaps this was the pain of empathy. I blamed myself a little for telling her about Smile's life.

When the night was quiet, the sound of a woman crying softly beside me filled my heart with torment. I didn't know how to comfort her. I just blamed the night for making me sentimental...

In a moment of desperation, I said to Renee, "If you don't mind, I can lend you my shoulder to cry on for a while."

Renee really leaned over my shoulder and sobbed, as if she had found someone to cry on and it made her cry even harder.

In fact, I understood her state of mind at that moment. She was tired, and she really missed her father, Clark. If Clark were still alive, he would not have let Darren manipulate Jumei to do whatever he wanted, and she would not have to face the cruel business battles so lonely, but would still be the spoiled daughter sheltered by her father.

After a long time, Renee finally left my shoulder, but left a tear stain on my jacket. She took out a tissue to wipe away the tear stains on her face and apologetically said to me, "I'll send your jacket to the dry cleaners when I have time."

"It's not that bad, I don't mind your tears."

Renee's emotions had calmed down a bit, and she looked at me and said, "Haven't you heard of having a lot of tears and snot?"

"You mean, you even rubbed snot on my clothes?"

"When you're sad, who cares about that kind of stuff? So I'm really sorry for ruining such a handsome jacket."

I looked at my jacket and then exclaimed, "Well...now that you mention it, it does look pretty handsome!"

Then Renee and I looked at each other and laughed, and at the moment, this was the only way we could relieve our emotional pressure.

After laughing, we fell silent again, because all the temporary pleasures in life cannot alleviate the pain that has been engraved in our bones. After a long time, I finally asked Renee, "If I'm not wrong, that Abner must have been there for you and helped you a lot when you were going through the most painful time in your life, right?"

Renee nodded and said, "Yes, he is the one who taught me to play the guitar. If it weren't for him, I don't know how I would have gotten through those days!"

I was silent, but I felt a little bit of envy for Abner. If I had met Renee at that time, I think I would have taught her to play the guitar too...

Renee smiled again and said, "Actually, I'm quite lucky. I had him as a friend in the United States, and when I returned to China, I met you. And because of you, I met CC and Robben. You have all been very kind to me!"

I felt a little lost. Maybe Renee didn't feel anything special for me. I was just one of her friends.

I hid my disappointment and laughed, "Don't forget your wounds, I've been good to you, haven't I? I remember throwing away your quilt and sheets."

"But you wouldn't do that now, would you?"

"Don't be so sure!"

"Relationships are built up little by little as you get to know each other. At that time, I hated the idea of sending you to the police station, but now I don't have that thought at all. Although you are still the same, I know you better."

I agree with Renee's words, and I feel her delicate heart even more. Although she seems indifferent, her inner world is just as rich as mine. While I perceive and speculate about her, she is also perceiving me and speculating about me.

But for what reason did we change into what we are now? I don't hope that it is because I once helped her, but rather that the accumulation of subtle changes in our lives has transformed us.

The night grew deeper, and Renee grew quieter. As I looked at her, my tired heart suddenly fluttered. At this moment, I didn't want to think about the past that had made me hurt. I wanted to confess my love to her...but I couldn't bring myself to speak. I felt that she had no reason to become my girlfriend. Even if she really wanted to find a boyfriend, it should be Abner, who was rich and had also given her a lot of comfort and care when she was in pain...So my expression became more and more struggling!

Renee looked at me and asked with a puzzled expression, "Lucas, is there something you want to tell me?"

"Er..."

Renee looked at me, waiting patiently. Her breathing seemed a little fast, but then again, it didn't seem to be. In short, I was full of tension at the moment and had no time to look closely at her expression.

"Er...you took my jacket to the dry cleaners, didn't you?" I said, taking off my jacket and throwing it to Renee.

Renee took my jacket and said to me after a while, "Do you have to mumble and stammer like that when you talk to me?"

"Then how should I tell you?"

Renee didn't respond to my words, folded my jacket and placed it on the coffee table. After a long while, she said to me again, "It's getting late, I'm going to rest."

"Oh, okay!"

"Then you should get some rest too... By the way, when I get back from Shanghai, let's go find Smile together, I want to help him."

"Okay, no problem," I hastily responded.

Renee looked at me again, but didn't say anything else, then got up from the sofa and walked to her room, so I was once again alone in the empty living room.

I quickly ran to the balcony and lit a cigarette. I was filled with fear, but fortunately I had restrained myself just now. I knew very well that when it's late at night and everyone is asleep, people are extremely emotional, and any confession based on emotion is just being a bully. I really didn't want to leave a bad impression on Renee's life.

In fact, I was more afraid of the pain of being rejected.