Chapter 5 Hiding for a Month
Of course I didn’t dare take care of Chen Yinian.
I didn’t deserve to.
He was too good. In our four years together, the only flaw I could name was that he was too clingy.
He deserved someone better.
Since he lived right across the hall, I became a coward who refused to leave the apartment.
I buried myself in work, chasing deadlines, ordering takeout when I was hungry.
Delivery wasn’t allowed inside the neighborhood.
The security guard started bringing it up for me.
Maybe it was just in my head, but the food got noticeably better.
The chicken soup lost its cheap plastic taste. The egg noodles came loaded with meat. Even the fried chicken was perfectly crisp and tender.
I hid like that for almost a month.
I often worked in the entryway, joining conference calls from the floor.
Chen Yinian came home around ten every night.
Through the peephole, his face looked worse each day. A few times I caught him staring at my door for several seconds.
He hadn’t forgotten me.
He probably still hated me.
Then Lin Fei called asking for help.
She’d booked a whole Bar for a friend’s birthday and was short a DJ.
I’d met both her and Chen Yinian while moonlighting as a DJ.
They used to tease me—quiet scholarship girl by day, totally different after dark.
Chen Yinian was gorgeous and knew exactly how to reel people in. I asked for his WeChat first. I chased him.
Back then my future looked bright. I thought I could reach the sun.
So when I ended things, the fault was entirely mine.
I had thought I could handle everything, come back later, and find him still waiting.
I agreed to help Lin Fei.
She rarely asked. I didn’t want to let her down.