Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
Luo Anning took a shower and stood in front of the window to look at the bright lights. Due to the fact that she had slept on the plane for a long time, she was not in the least bit tired.
She ordered room service for dinner and took a few mouthfuls of food before losing her appetite.
She put her cutlery down and paced back and forth in the room before suddenly feeling frustrated again. She was not in the mood for anything, but doing nothing made her feel extremely frustrated as well.
The vicious cycle went on and on as she sat by the French window while hugging her knees and staring down at the scenery below. Soon, she began to space out.
Rong Yan opened the door and entered to see that she was sitting on the ground with her back curled up. There was an inexplicable difference between her current self and her usual behavior.
Rong Yan had become used to seeing her being angsty, arrogant, haughty, prideful, confident and graceful. Hence, he felt strange seeing her being so vulnerable, lonely and pitiful at this moment.
Does she really detest being on a business trip with him that much?
Rong Yan leaned by the door and removed his tie while staring at her conscientiously. Luo Anning had no idea that she had already become his scenery.
She glanced at the sky while he kept his eyes fixed on the view of her back.
One minute, three minutes, 10 minutes, 15 minutes…
Rong Yan dropped his tie and strode towards the French window where he picked her up violently and began hollering at her, “Luo Anning, have you had enough!?! Is it that upsetting to be with me? Fine, I won’t force you anymore. You may get lost. Don’t let me see you again!”
Throughout the 27 years of his life, since when had he ever been despised by women?
Apart from Luo Anning, who else would have the guts to despise him!?!
All of a sudden, Rong Yan felt a sudden blow to his pride and he angrily dragged Luo Anning out of the door.
He opened the door and threw her out mercilessly. “Get lost, I don’t want to see you!”
The door was slammed shut with a loud bang and she watched as the luxurious door closed in front of her.
Luo Anning seemed to have just recovered from the shock. She looked down again to see that she was wearing pajamas, after which she closed her eyes and opened them again without emotion.
She pressed the doorbell in a bid to get Rong Yan to open the door. However, he seemed to have made up his mind and refused to open the door regardless of how many times she pressed the doorbell.
Luo Anning sighed, for she had no idea how she had even offended him to the extent of being chased out.
Forget it. If he does not want to let me back inside, so be it. She thought.
She went downstairs to the lobby and asked the assistant manager to get her a fresh set of clothes. After changing out of them, she strode out of the hotel.
Although it was summer, the wind at midnight was still a bit cool. She wrapped her arms around herself and paced around aimlessly.
Before she even realized it, she had already arrived at the River Thames where she stood by the riverbank and stared at the reflections of the colorful lights on the surface of the calm water. She suddenly felt serene and at ease.
All the commotion stopped at this moment.
There were not too many people on the riverbank apart from a few couples who were strolling hand-in-hand and some homeless people who were scavenging for food. Whenever they left empty-handed, they would cuss, “Sh*t!”
Everything was familiar yet strange.
The past that she had been desperately trying to forget, had actually faded.
That was the power of time.
