Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
Gu Yusheng stared at her face, took a sip of mango juice, and said nothing.
The melodious song continued: âBack to where we started, I remember that was a rainy day. You held me tight in your arms and said you would love me forever.â
Qin Zhiâai had not heard or sung this song since she had left Gu Yusheng last year. Now, every lyric and note was so familiar to her that she felt a panic hearing it now.
She held her breath, looked at Gu Yusheng in the dim light, and asked with a gentle smile, âWhatâs the name of this song? It sounds good.â
When Qin Zhiâai said this, she couldnât help but think that her acting skills were still good.
I was a stand-in actor for two years, then I was Liang Doukouâs substitute for more than half a year. Of course I learned something.
Gu Yusheng had continued to test her with details, and he was far calmer than Qin Zhiâai imagined. After hearing her two doubtful replies in succession, he finally said, âFinal Destination.â
His tone was calm, as if they were just casually chatting.
âUm.â Qin Zhiâai took the straw in one hand and stirred the mango juice several times without drinking it. Her tone was as calm and casual as that of Gu Yusheng. âWho sang it?â
Gu Yusheng took a sip of mango juice and gave the name of the original singer.
âI havenât heard that name.â Qin Zhiâai was proud of herself for neither blushing nor feeling nervous being this deceptive. Not even her eyes blinked.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
Gu Yusheng responded âhmmâ faintly and then said, âIâm not too familiar with the singer.â
Qin Zhiâai did not know how to respond to this. Then he said, âThe reason I knew this song, this singer, is because of a girl.â
The girl he mentioned is me, right?
Gu Yusheng continued, âShe once sang this song to me in Music Fountain Square on Wanyi Pedestrian Street.â
âThat night, she and I watched a movie, went to Chenâs for dinner, and then took a walk on Wanyi. She chatted with me for a long time. Told me not to smoke, not to drink... And then she sang this song to me.â
Qin Zhiâai had not expected him to recall all these details from the past.
When sheâd heard âFinal Destinationâ begin to play, she had tried to suppress the memories in her mind so as not to become sad, but with Gu Yushengâs recalling the past she couldnât not think of it. That night, her singing to Gu Yusheng, felt as if it had just happened yesterday.
âShe sang very well. I think she even sounded better than the original.â
Yesterday, after having seen the scar on her leg, Gu Yusheng still believed that she was little troublemaker despite her perfect reactions and evasiveness. The experience with her period had already convinced him.
On the night they had returned to Beijing, he had decided he would continue to test her.
The only difficulty, however, was that his heart filled with such regret and sadness when he talked about the past.
Gu Yusheng was afraid he couldnât contain his emotions before he was completely sure. He took a cigarette from his pocket and politely asked, âDo you mind?â