After washing up and lying in bed, I thought that the late night would be quieter without the sound of firecrackers, but outside the window came the sound of rain: "tick-tock".
My thoughts soon fell into the whirlpool of this rain, and I returned to that rainy night when I first met her.
At that time, I was so down and out that I had nowhere to go in that familiar city. And that day, she hated me so much that she was even unwilling to lend me an umbrella in the pouring rain. But I shamelessly took advantage of her and stole a bank card from her. Then our destinies were torn apart.
Later, I treated her roughly, so she tricked me into going to the countryside. I made ginger soup for her when she caught a cold, and she went to the police station to bail me out when I got into a fight. We often argued with each other, but we also gave each other presents. Sometimes she hated my boredom, but sometimes she would keep me company So we would go to the square to play car racing, sit on the horse-drawn carousel in front of the convenience store... Gradually, these little scenes strung together the wonder of fate, and also my love for her. I'm sure she feels the same way... But how can I firmly protect this love?
I was originally happy in the calm, but suddenly I felt a little panicked and uneasy...
After lighting a cigarette to slightly ease my emotions, I finally sent her a WeChat message: "Are you asleep?"
"No, I'm watching TV."
"It's raining. Did you hear it?"
"Has it started?"
"You can hear it if you turn off the TV."
"Hold on, let me finish watching this episode first."
I was a little helpless with Renee's lack of cooperation. I stubbed out the cigarette in my hand, put the phone back on the bedside cabinet, pulled the quilt up to my neck, and closed my eyes to listen to the sound of the rain pattering outside the window.
After a while, the WeChat notification tone sounded again. I thought Renee had finished watching the TV series and was concentrating on chatting with me, so I quickly picked up my phone from the cabinet with anticipation. However, she just asked me, "Don't you watch TV?"
"I'm not in the habit of watching TV."
"Today is the national premiere of this TV series, starring your friend, and you're not watching it?"
I felt incredulous. Renee was actually watching a TV series with Violetta in it. And I did remember that today was the national premiere. Hurriedly, I sent a message asking, "Which channel?"
"It's being broadcast on several satellite channels. It's easy to find."
I turned on the TV and quickly found the TV series that was being broadcast. It happened to be Violetta's scene. She played the role of a young maid who was suffering but kept her tears inside.
Renee sent another message: "She's a good actress, and she's got the right feeling of suffering in silence!"
I sighed, knowing in my heart that the reason Violetta's performance was so moving was because she had always lived a life of suffering in silence. It was as if she had been slapped by an actress on the same film crew. If she hadn't suffered in silence, how would a newcomer like her have survived on the crew?
Thinking about Violetta's hardships, I suddenly didn't want to watch anymore. I picked up the remote control and turned off the TV, then opened the window and lit myself a cigarette.
Compared to Renee, Violetta's family history was no better. Although she had a father and a mother in this world, they divorced when Violetta was in college and quickly formed their own families. They were always negligent of Violetta, so Violetta often said resentfully that she had no parents and had sprung from a rock.
I still remember the first time I met her. She was penniless but got drunk in a bar. In the end, the two poor guys Robben and I put together some money to pay for her bill.
Later, we became friends, but her life was still difficult, so I helped her by getting her some promotional poster photo opportunities at Poly Department Store, where I worked at the time. This relieved her financial difficulties. Later, I made a mistake and slept with her after drinking. I think this is an indelible stain in my life. After all, I slept with my friend, otherwise we wouldn't have so much annoying entanglement...
Once again, my thoughts were interrupted by the sound of a WeChat notification, but this time it took me a long time to pick up my phone and check it.
"Lucas, are you watching TV?"
"No, I'm not. It's boring. It's just a stupid time-travel drama! Are you still watching?"
"It's over. There were only two episodes today. I'll watch the rest tomorrow."
I asked with a mixture of amusement and frustration, "Are you watching the drama or Violetta?"
"Both."
This is a very honest answer, and it also makes her seem more down-to-earth. At least she also watches time-travel dramas that women love to watch. When I think about it, there's nothing strange about it. After all, at that impromptu concert for "The Fifth Season" held at Jumei, she even let me sing "Little Dragon Man." And no one has ever stipulated that a woman like her, who is so high and mighty, can't be childish or have lowbrow tastes once in a while.
It was getting late, and I looked at my watch. It was time to go to bed. So I got back to Renee with a serious message: "The day after tomorrow, we'll go back to Suzhou together, and then go to the class reunion organized by Harlan, okay?"
Renee quickly sent a message back: "Okay, whatever you say."
"So obedient?"
"Because you're even more obedient!"
"You're still the obedient one..."
"You're the most obedient!"
I suddenly laughed, as if we had had a similar conversation last time, but I couldn't remember when or in what situation!
My fingers meandered across the screen, finally ending the boring conversation. I gathered my courage and sent her a message: "Calling you baby, I hope that's not too mushy."
"Don't you treat me like a baby?"
"Of course I do!"
"Then why should I feel mushy? But you have to mean it!"
"I do mean it."
"Then send me a voice message. Can you say it?"
I pressed the voice button, but my heart suddenly started pounding. My face, which had suddenly turned as red as a brick, said that I had actually managed to say the word "baby".
After releasing the voice button, I laughed at myself, but I understood my feelings for Renee even better. I thought, I must love her, so I took advantage of the night to gently call her "baby". These two simple words, I only said to the former Brittany, and I never said them even during my months-long relationship with Daphne.
"I'm very happy...so I should get some rest! You should get some rest too."
"Wait, don't you want to give me an intimate nickname?"
Renee seemed to be thinking and deliberating for a long time before she sent a voice message back: "Love you..."
Listening to her gentle and delicate voice, I was once again overjoyed. I didn't care that I had asked for a noun instead of a verb. For me tonight, the gains were really too many, so many that I was in a daze, so many that I fell into a river of happiness and couldn't extricate myself.
I am so lucky and more content. I understand what the words "I love you" mean when they come from her mouth. So I can't wait to spend my life giving back to her, and then experience her years of youthfulness, and finally fall in love with the wrinkles on her face in her old age...
Turning off the lights, I imagined our life together from near to far. One day later, she would accompany me to the class reunion organized by Harlan, and a week later I would accompany her to Darren's birthday party... I hope that this upcoming class reunion and birthday party are a beautiful start to our love!
And me? I'd better nourish myself in this love and create a career that is worthy of Renee!
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